C112 Never Met Before

"Little Jun, come and help Sister Zhang rub her back. It's getting late. You still have to go back in a while."

"Yes!"

Mao Xiaojun held a towel and slowly rubbed Zhang Yuehong's back. When his fingers touched her skin, his heart beat faster.

Zhang Yuehong's skin was really smooth. His two eyes stared at her snow-white body.

After rubbing her up and down a few times