王总在卧室里弄我的小痘痘

Ji Shaolei's face darkened. Obviously, everything Ji Feng said was reasonable. Moreover, when he closed the car door, he had already arrived at the family home. The tea stains on his hands were almost dry, but there were still some He had left a complete handprint, and as he had just come out of the club, the fingerprints left behind were obviously more obvious....