So Song Yuru didn't have time to wear a bra.

Well, inside the t-shirt...

It's vacuum.

Huang Xiaolong's hand is like a fearless warrior!

"Uh~" Song Yuru's eyes bulged!

She was speechless...

I just felt that Huang Xiaolong's palm emitted a stream of heat, flowing all over his body...

It made her whole body feel as numb as if it was overcurrent.

Song Yuru's eyes became blurred, her legs began to tremble, and she almost made a sound...

Her face is as charming as the delicate flowers in March, charming and charming.

‘Huang Xiaolong!!!! The baby is so angry! No man has ever touched that place! You are such a bad thing! The baby is going to bite you to death!’

The more the mother Yasha looked at Song Yuru's expression, the more wrong it was. "Classmate, you said you didn't drink? You're so drunk! Did you go to the bar with bad young people outside the school? Alas! I see you are so beautiful and so pure, I didn't expect...Classmate, you must be cautious and don't take advantage of loopholes by those slutty men!"
Chapter completed!