C147 Memory

Ji Chan only wore her inner garments while Zhang Min's entire body was shining in the afternoon. The two of them were caressing each other, one pinching the other.

The strawberries, and the other touching peaches.

"Ji Chan, be gentle. Ah, be gentle. Be careful that Xiang Yang will hear you. En. " " What are you being careful of, Sister Min? I still don't know