C1526 The Killing God Temple

In the dark room, there's a light screen on the wall.

On the light screen, Yang Xuan and Loong Qiuyue were entangled in bed. Their bodies kept colliding, bursting with endless passion.

Biyao sat on a huge sofa. Qian Qian covered her red lips with her hand. Although she had tried her best to suppress it, there was still a low moan in her throat