Chapter 270 little demon

At some point, Duan Jintian's skirt had also been rolled up, revealing her beautiful skin.

Xirong fuchen's fingers were like playing the zither ...

Duan Jintian's skin started to tremble.

Her fingers were getting weaker and weaker.

Duan Jintian could feel that she was about to rush into the clouds and experience that crazy and exciting happiness.

She was a little scared, but she was also looking forward to Xirong fuchen's breakthrough in his gentle appearance and bringing her different sensory stimuli.

"Brother Chen ... I ... I ..."

Xirong fuchen's kiss continued. Duan Jintian was panting so hard that she couldn't make a sound.

Her toes curled up, and her screams seemed to break through her throat.

But she bit her lip with her teeth and suppressed her voice in her throat.

She knew what the next step was. She also knew that it was the girl turning into a woman.