C241 Three Slap 1

He held the bottle for a long time, then slowly put it back, as if nothing had happened. At this time, Qiao Xiaomai had already come out.

She wore a white bathrobe. Her hair was dry, her cheeks rosy and white, her shoulders hanging black. She looked as fresh as a fresh flower that had just bloomed.

His heart rippled. He walked over slowly and put his arm around her waist from behind