C140 This Is Called Lipstick

It was Willow's hand!

Damn it!

Xia Dainan felt her entire body heat up, and a trace of shame and anger flashed in her eyes.

It turned out that the willow's palms had slipped under the Xia Dong's clothes, directly caressing her smooth skin. The most hateful thing was that Willow's palm slowly extended towards the ravine