Coincidentally, when he entered the door, he saw Su Lian sitting on the bench. Her pants were rolled up, revealing her snow-white calves. A towel was placed on her ankles to reduce the swelling.
His mouth was already dry, and now that he saw her slender and fair calf, his brain became even more excited and unrestrained under the stimulation of alcohol.
"Sister Lianlian." His drunken eyes were blurred. He squatted down and used his rough hand to caress Su Lian's calf. " Although you're a village girl, to be honest, your delicate skin and tender flesh are much better looking than your Sister Juan 'er. "
Su Lian was extremely frightened. She hurriedly wanted to retract her leg, but Li Baojun held her down tightly.
