Jun Shiling, You're Too Much

Xia Wanyuan's mosquito-like voice sounded, successfully stopping Jun Shiling from lifting the blanket.

"Say that again?" Jun Shiling hugged her again, and his body tensed up due to the extreme restraint.

"Won't you feel uncomfortable?" Xia Wanyuan did not dare to look at Jun Shiling, so she simply buried herself in his arms and asked.

The veins on Jun Shiling's arms were bulging, and his face was covered in sweat. Jun Shiling couldn't bear for her to suffer a little, but how could she not feel sorry for Jun Shiling?

"You said it yourself." Jun Shiling felt like his body was about to explode.

"Teach me," Xia Wanyuan whispered into Jun Shiling's ear, successfully triggering Jun Shiling's bottom line.

With a flip, he covered her below and Jun Shiling's kiss covered the sky and earth.

Xia Wanyuan endured it passively. Jun Shiling held Xia Wanyuan's hand and placed it on his side.