C176 alcoholic fetishism
Shuo Yue's body was truly in a Treasure Chest, she had everything she needed. She felt that anything she could take out in the nick of time would be able to solve her big problem.
I reached out and took it. It was a thick glove. Looking left and right, I didn't know what was wrong with it.
"Is it a deerskin glove?" Zhang Ziyuan was knowledgeable, and could tell what it was just by looking at it