C143 Buchanan's Duckling 17

Lin Jinan's butt wasn't painful, but his waist was crippled. He used the lubricating ointment produced by the system's shopping mall, and it was as if he hung it up. During last night's battle, he was completely fine.

Li Sumo's kneading technique was just right. She pressed her hand on his waist, her eyes filled with admiration, "It seems like I've found a treasure