C487 Tiger king contract dance of the nine days(13)

Ling Tianfei sat on the chair that Bai Ling had sat on before, and a warm fragrance drifted out from the fart. Ling Tianfei reached out his hands and took's snow white, long, and beautiful, and incredibly long hands into their hands, with a face full of pain and heartache.

The aura on his body was very enchanting, with a faint sweet scent. He was not sick, but