故事会乱篇

Well, I can’t talk about luck, but luck often comes, hahaha, Takeshiwa smiled proudly. Thinking of Qin Shujie's plump and delicate body, which was like a ripe peach, he was a little ready to move, and his heart was burning with anger. He wished he could press Qin Shujie under him right now and ravage her fiercely....