C400 Listen to the Wall

With one hand on the back of her head and the other on her waist, she went through her legs and clung to her body.

Both of them were breathing rapidly, and the temperature of the narrow washroom was getting higher and higher.

Liang Qiancheng's hands were getting more and more unruly. He reached under Jiang Shirann's clothes.

Jiang Shirann's legs were around Liang Qiancheng's waist