C835 The Feather Cloth of a Fairy

"Alright, I've washed you clean. Now it should be your turn to wash for me, right?" Jiang Xian pushed the pancreas into Shen Wangxin's hand.

Shen Wangxin didn't know what tricks he was playing, but she still applied some to him.

His body felt hard to the touch, but with the lubrication of the pancreas, she could feel the movements of his muscles even more.

After an unknown amount of time