Daydreaming about me

Shen Yu clasped her wrist and put it up again. The tip of her tongue swept the soft flesh on her earlobe, licked it, and continued to ask in a low voice, "where do you like me to touch you",A little bit, slowly, unquestionably posted, full of sense of existence.,"you **ing..." Lin Yu-Jing almost wanted to kick him out of bed. "will you shut up"。