C542 A Good Harvest

Yang Zilan kept humming. She closed her eyes, embarrassed to look at him, but he could feel that his lips and tongue had kissed every part of her body. In the end, he didn't want to leave her.

She didn't know what she wanted to do, nor did she have the nerve to ask him. In any case, she didn't mind letting him do whatever he wanted.

Time passed minute after minute