C181 Ring

Qian Duojing was fast asleep. She turned over and slept sideways, turning into a sleeping position facing Lin Jingsheng. Her clothes were originally flat against her chest, but now they were loose and loose.

Lin Jingsheng breathed deeply and walked over. He looked at the bed without looking at her. He reached out and pulled back Qian Duojing's button.

He fumbled all the way to the top