Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Qian Qianmo had to let her go a little, let her breathe, with a bit of **** and sultry low-pitched voice, close to her mouth: "The king saw you under the stage."

The number of warmth only felt that the ears were crisp and numb, and there was no strength at all. They were held up by Qian Qianmo and held her up to reach the door panel.

The number of warmth scared to have to hug his neck, but he gave her the feeling that she had no weight at all, but the warmth was blushing, the pink eyelids were red, and the peaches were as enchanting. Looking at him with water, he was very pitiful, and he wanted to beg and fear that he would bully himself even more.

"The number of warmth is really beautiful." He called her in her ear with such a low-pitched voice.

The number of warmth only felt that the body was very numb, but she heard the tens of thousands of ink heads and called her "a few warmths", and she felt that her heart was also soft, and the small hand grasped his back neck. Unconsciously caught.

Thousands of inks are like a pussy, and they whispered to her: "In the face of the king, sing a song to the king?"

The number of people was very shameful, especially when they thought that they were still standing on the stage where so many people watched, but they were bullied by the thousands of ink in the back door of the backyard, and there was still a mood to sing to him.

The number of warm sounds is very fine, "Don't..."

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A few warm eyes were wet, and they were forced to be powerful. In the end, they only had to breathe softly and sang, but the sound was different from that on the stage. It was wet, damp, intermittently low. Hey.

It is even better and more horrible.

This soft and soft call.

As long as I think of it, this kind of voice can only be heard by one person, and the heart will become more comfortable.