C22 Throbbing(5)

Yun Xu pulled his shirt up to his chest, then tilted his head and looked at the white and strong skin before him with an admiring gaze. Then she bent her finger and flicked it across. It swam from her lower abdomen to her chest with a slippery touch, resting on the small red dot on her right.

Tang San once again held his breath and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Indeed