C153 local orthopedics

The sound of a horn. His smooth hands moved across Sikong Wenqing's beautiful curves. Yao Ji could truly feel the gentleness of the girl in front of him as she let out each and every movement she made, that beautiful face that resembled a wild goose falling, and also had Xi Shi's spirit attached to it. Gently holding onto Sikong Wenqing's round and smooth ear, Yao Ji gently murmured