C810 Disc operator

I kicked and punched, getting hotter and hotter as I practiced. The sound of the wind was a melody, urging me to move faster.

Jin Ling was initially sitting on the bamboo chair and watching from the sidelines. When he saw the place where he was enjoying itself to the fullest, he could not help but stand up. She began to cheer, to imitate me, to dance, as she had done before.

After some time