Oh my God... What is this... The legendary... Tongue of God?!
Si Guoyi!!!
If... if Lord Tang Song is currently... then Qianqian is beside him using her tongue... and I... the three of us...
What kind of heavenly combination is this?!
Secret Marseille!
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Jing felt her brain was about to overheat, twisting her little butt, her cheeks getting red enough to almost drip blood.
Seeing this unusual reaction from the beautiful and rich girl.
The simple beautician was somewhat puzzled, but didn't think much of it, just kept her head down eating the fruit salad.
At this moment, Jing suddenly pointed to the corner of her mouth and said, "Qianqian, there's something on your mouth."
"Where?" Zhao Yaqian instinctively reached out to touch.
"Don't move." Jing's voice suddenly became soft and sticky, "Let me wipe it for you."
She slightly got up and leaned over.
Zhao Yaqian instinctively raised her chin.
