an xiaoyang mumbled. her back was covered in a thin layer of sweat from his voice and actions.
His entire body went soft.
her small body kept struggling and twisting in front of him.
However, sang nuo bit her neck, his voice extremely hoarse. don't move around anymore. You don't want me to have you here, right, Yingluo? "
an xiaoyang's body was very uncomfortable from his teasing. her shirt was almost wet, and her forehead was stained with wet hair. however, after sang nuo finished speaking, she also felt a strange touch from behind.
Something was making him uncomfortable.
However, she was no longer an innocent young girl who did not know anything. She had lived alone with sang nuo for so long, and it was impossible for her to say that she had not come into contact with him at all. Sang nuo had always wanted to climb into her bed.
However, sang nuo's threat was very effective. No matter how uncomfortable she felt, she did not dare to move anymore.
