C895 Old Head

Hero, save me!

Her soft elasticity, her fresh body fragrance and that pitiful expression, her voice was also soft, and after hearing her words, it would rise even higher. Even though Yang Ping was very used to seeing pretty girls, she had no choice but to admit that the little white flower in front of him was a beauty on the same level as Zhu Xi's pearl. From the expression on Fisherman's face