C646 That Is My Real Wife

That's my real wife.

When a pair of silk stockings were wet from the toes to the crotch, Gao Zhijun's forehead was covered in sweat.

Her originally tidy hair was now stuck to her forehead, making Gao Zhijun less plain and more charming. It was as if she had changed her suit into an erotic undergarment.

Gao Zhijun got up and stood on the bed. With a blushing face