C1111 The arabian nights

Tang Wenhao breathed in the breath that was exhaled by the exquisite nose of the beautiful woman who looked like Ruan Ling. Looking at her ambiguous gaze and feeling the softness and delicateness of her body, his heart had long ago become wild.

With a beauty on his back squeezing him, the desire hidden in his heart exploded in an instant. He felt like his body was going to explode