"Ah, why are you taking me seriously? Look at you, you're already coming out, won't you let me have some fun?" As he spoke, Zhang Guangbei directly pushed Sun Ling over to Zhao Chi, "Come on, I'll let my girlfriend give you a taste... You should know, our Lingling is really tender, you'll realize it when you do her."
Having finished, Zhang Guangbei couldn't hold back any longer, he pressed Miaomiao beneath him, took out his thing, and roughly stuffed it into Miaomiao's mouth.
Zhao Chi just glanced twice and knew that Zhang Guangbei's thing was nothing more than a Three-Inch High; not to mention Zhao Chi in his current state, even when it was soft, it would probably be no different from its current iron-hard state.
With a faint smile, Zhao Chi patted the spot next to him and said, "Come, Lingling, sit down! Do you know how good your singing is? I'm obsessed..."
