At this moment, Feng Yun's concentration wavers a bit of a heart.
Just how long could he persist?
The woman in white looks so charming, such a seductive gesture, makes Feng Yun dry, and the blood accelerates the flow, and a scent of air greets him, and the sweet smell in his mouth makes him intoxicated, and a wicked fire suddenly grows in his lower abdomen.
Sting!
The woman in white rips open her shirt and reveals the white and soft carcass. Every inch of her skin shines with a charming luster. She seems to have lost her consciousness. After her most primitive desire took over her body, what she wants at the moment is Feng Yun in front of her.
"Give me." The cool, silky jade hand chopped off the Feng Yun's shirt, and the green onion jade fingers flicked on the thick chest.
His body filled with pure yang qi which was already sensitive towards the yin qi, a fascinating beauty in his arm, how could he hold it.
