C220 Little Sister Vs Warm Boy Brother(89)

Lin Chen clenched his teeth and insisted. Green veins protruded on his forehead, and beads of sweat fell onto the bed one after another. His shirt was wet on his chest, and it stuck close to his skin.

Feng Tingting continued to move downwards. From her eyebrows to her eyes to her eyelashes to her nose, her kiss marks were everywhere.

He propped himself up and touched Lin Chen's lips