C22 Castrate Zhang Erye

Qiao'er glared furiously. "I don't want to bother with you. Whatever you say, I don't care."

The girl snatched the hoe from Erya's hands and turned around to leave. However, the moment she turned around, Erya caught her by the waist.

Zhang Erye grabbed Qiao'er's small waist from behind and pulled her into his embrace. His stinky mouth was close to the girl's spotlessly white cheeks.

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