Warmth
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Feng Jiu was stunned and busily said to Xuanyuan Mo Ze, "You hold one."
Xuanyuan Mo Ze was a bit frazzled as he carried a crying child, and then he saw Feng Jiu undoing her sash and pulling her clothes down slightly, revealing a piece of snow white skin, as well as, the plump ...
He looked at both eyes stunned, his eyes burning staring at her half exposed snow white shoulders, as well as that plumpness that made people not move their eyes, but before he could see enough, he saw her holding the child to the half open chest.
The little one originally closed his eyes and opened his throat to cry, but when the little mouth sucked the sweet mother juice, the crying stopped, like a little puppy sucking, but also issued a slurping sound, he had an impulse to go up to the little brat and throw it away.