The next morning, Cang Ji woke up and was blinded by the window. It must have snowed all night. Easton was still sleeping soundly on his chest, Cangji warmly touched a few handfuls of the cream, and couldn't bear to let go. Easton's legs and waist were pinched so that the finger marks were obvious. He was touched at the moment and curled up and slid under the quilt.
Cang Ji is a little bit bad.
He was only half-full last night and couldn't display his martial arts skills in Class 18. He scooped up the fat jade and rubbed it for a few times, ready to go. Easton's legs were so rubbed that he gasped a few times.
Cang Ji pressed his knees against Jing Lin's legs, feeling soft and warm from the aftertaste of last night. He entered with ease, holding Easton's panting lips in his mouth, and continued to thrust gently.
Easton hadn't woken up yet and kept sobbing. He swayed wetly and warmly, hugging Cang Ji's neck and moaning while being Fcuked.
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