C176 Everything Was Empty She Was Not Perverted

Tang Qingge took a deep breath and sucked in the nosebleed. She forced herself not to look away and closed her eyes to unbutton his buttons.

Amitabha. It was all empty.

The more nervous she was, the easier it would be for her fingers to accidentally touch his chest. Every time they touched, Tang Qingge's heart would tremble. She could vaguely feel the muscle striations under her hand