Gao Yu sat on the sofa, hugged Yan Wei's soft delicate body into his arms, leaned over to the neckline and smelled her fragrance, and then stroked her towering breasts.

Yan Wei was very angry, but Gao Yu's touch still made her experience it

Hand hit...... Hand hit......

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