C63 Much Water Is Inherited

The fiery hot stream instantly soaked Feng qingyang's plump body, which was purple due to the blood loss. This kind of spraying pleasure was something he could not describe, he just wanted to let this piece of softness wrap around his sturdy and ferocious.

Feng qingyang straightened his back, using his majesty to push open the young wings of the pink butterfly, and was about to fly away