C342 What Exactly Do You Want

"No, release!" Mo Zihan gritted his teeth, and pressed his long and powerful legs against hers, preventing her from moving.

"You …" Bai Mingyue cried until her throat was hoarse and her voice was hoarse. As she struggled, she pulled away the towel Mo Zihan was wearing. In front of his upper body, there was only a pair of black boxers inside