C258 Itching in

After some rustling and a burst of hot breath, Feng qingyang finally removed the clothes on her body and laid on her body naked.

It was already hot, so Feng qingyang's body was more like a ball of fire. Especially when the thing underneath him touched Ma leelee's leg, it was as if the sun had fallen into her thigh. Sweat. Shower. Seep.

"Qingyang ge, your body is so hot …" Ma leelee's lips moved