Lin Wan'er was wearing a pretty mini pleated skirt today, the length just enough to cover her well-rounded peachy rear, with her slender, fair legs peeking out from under the skirt.
As she drew close to Lin Zhenghui, a large hand gently caressed her beautiful leg, slowly wandering upwards.
In the end, needless to say, like how he had teased Han Yue'er just before, he hadn't gone under Lin Wan'er's skirt to play with that little peach inside.
A few fingers constantly flipped and toyed with her postnatal white fox, flipping over each set of big and small lips, before eventually disappearing into her Shuilian Cave.
Like a small eel, constantly moving in and out, making Lin Wan'er bite her lip tightly, her body trembling slightly, overwhelmed by the indescribable pleasure.
"Stop staring, if you want to do it, I'll do it with you," said the young masters around her, noticing the socialites staring intently at them.
