C255 Can You?

"Ah, that tickles! Cut it out, Mr. Ming, hehehe..."

Their affection was mutual, merely separated by a thin veil of pretense.

Moo Hongli's little fits of pride and modesty melted away under Yang Ming's fervent advances.

Before long, they were inseparable.

The bathroom was filled with a misty haze.

Beneath the shower, they were tender and affectionate, lost in each other...

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