C236 Fourth Stage of the Nine Yang Divine Art

It was so f * cking cool to be lying on the soft Simmons' bed in Sister Min's room. Ye Long had thought to himself, if I could carry Sister Min here and lie down with me, and do what a lonely man and woman should do in the middle of the night, wouldn't that feel so good to the bones?

Of course, he could only think of one thing. Sister Min, he didn't dare to carelessly touch it