“Hmm… Ru… Sister Rushuang” After being kissed fiercely by Han Rushuang for a while, Meng Xiaoyu gradually found it hard to breathe. She didn’t understand why Han Rushuang’s lung capacity was so much better than hers? Every time she kissed Sister Rushuang, she was always the first one to be out of breath, which made Meng Xiaoyu a little depressed.
In fact, not only Han Rushuang, but also the other little attackers, each of them had a larger lung capacity than Meng Xiaoyu.
Feeling Meng Xiaoyu’s rejection, Han Rushuang let go of Meng Xiaoyu’s pink lips, and looking at...
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