Qiao Ning was almost like being beaten with chicken blood, turning into a little teddy, and pressed Chi Xiaoman in various places to.

Chi Xiaoman's head was empty, only the flesh that collided and bounced apart, and a stick that kept being inserted and pumped out in the cavity meat, rubbed and tamped!

"Let's rent a small house, okay......"

Qiao Ning pleaded unremittingly, and the soft voice and the action formed two extremes.

Chi Xiaoman opened her mouth, and the corners of her lips first flowed out of …