C210 Withering Death

She kicked the Heavenly Crying away with her foot for a second. With a twist of my hand, the Heavenly Crying flew up and landed in my other hand. She reached for the Heavenly Crying. My free hand was in the opposite corner of the cupboard.

At this moment, I could smell the fragrance of that girl, Qin Moran. This was a unique scent of a virgin, only men could smell it clearly