C72 We Are All Adults

What appeared in front of Xiao Mingyang was Lin Qiuru's pink dress. It wasn't a well-made outfit, but it couldn't block Lin Qiuru's perfection. Even though Lin Qiuru was lying flat on the ground, she was still high up in the air, as if she had been impatiently waiting for Xiao Mingyang's love to come out. Lin Qiuru panted heavily, her breasts moving up and down with her breathing