Uncle, be gentle, it hurts

Big palm climbed up to her slender waist and pinched it meaningfully. He said slowly, "goblin, wait a minute. Don't regret what you just said."

Huo yilie raised his hand, opened the shower and sprayed the steaming water.

In an instant, he grasped song Yin's hand. The next second, song Yin's hand covered Huo yilie's chest. The feeling of hard binding and warmth was very strange.

The man's lips are crooked, and his smile is charming and rippling. It's very beautiful. There is a dark color in his brown eyes. He stares at Song Yin for a moment, as if to swallow her.

Huo yilie close to her face, hot Breathing all spray on her face, in her ears, voice hoarse ambiguous way, "come on, goblin."

After a pause, Huo yilie's smile was not only rippling but also blurred. His eyes were full of romantic and ruffian Qi. He breathed, "because I'm too tall and powerful, so you're afraid?"

Song Yin is a violent temper. As soon as Huo yilie said this, she immediately raised her eyes and glared at him, sneered and said coldly, "who's afraid! Mighty? I'm afraid I'll drain you, just as you are

With that, under the gaze of Huo yilie's smiling eyes, song Yin straightens his chest, pretends to be domineering, raises his hand and begins to unbutton his shirt colla