C220 The descent of a miracle

When his mouth touched her rosy lips, Sang Lin was already unable to tell the difference between reality and her dreams, the sweet dew like fragrance flowed out of Ceng Yanyun's mouth, and intertwined with her sweet tongue. In an instant, the room's atmosphere became like a door to a lustful rain, and she, who had eyes filled with desire, finally gave up resisting.

As expected