"No, I'm here. Now you have to take this one even if you don't want it!"

As Zhou said, she rushed towards Yang Huaming and pushed Yang Huaming down on the bed.

The simple bed was unbearable and made a squeaking sound.

Zhou was like a she-wolf that had been hungry for a long time. Her mouth was gnawing at Yang Huaming's face and neck, and her hands were pulling at the waistband of Yang Huaming's trousers.

Suddenly, her movements stopped.

He lowered his head and looked at the place he was holding in surprise.

Then, he raised his hand and slapped Yang Huaming on the face.

"You're a coward, you're even softer than my damn man, bah!"

Mrs. Zhou spat, turned around and rushed out of the house.

Here, Yang Huaming was stunned and sat there for a long time before he came to his senses.

He lowered his head and glanced at his crotch in frustration.

Let out a long sigh.

This thing has become useless since it was stepped on by a mysterious person.

No matter how much you tease or stimulate, you can never stand up again.

Why!

…

An autumn rain and a cold.

When she got up in the morning, Yang Ruoqing added a thin coat on top of her dirty clothes.
Chapter completed!