C429 Lingering Ghost

Jin Gui sat in the front, the egg in the middle, and the colorful clouds in the back. Then Jin Gui pushed open the door and rode the motorcycle up the mountain road.

Multicolored clouds sat in the back, a pair of bulging breasts sticking to and sticking to the back of the egg.

The road was bumpy, and so was the woman. The waves had not yet subsided, and the back of the egg was itching