"Alright, come on up!"
Zhao Tienan couldn't withstand her relentless seduction any longer.
There was nothing to be done. Qi Lin, to escape "responsibility," was willing to use all kinds of tricks.
Every inch of Zhao Tienan's thigh had been meticulously taken care of by her.
This left Zhao Tienan, who was already not good at defense, completely unable to bear it, eager to release all the pent-up frustration inside him into Qi Lin.
"Okay, brother, I'm coming."
Qi Lin took a gulp and clumsily climbed on. She had never seen anything like Zhao Tienan's scale and was somewhat weak in the knees.
But to please Zhao Tienan, she had no choice but to steel herself, ready to be wrecked, bit by bit lowering herself down.
In the next two hours, Qi Lin was made to cry several times.
"Brother, what's going on? I've been giving it my all, why isn't there any sign?"
"I can't take it, I'm flying again."
