Zhao Jinxin pulled Li Shuo into the master bedroom, couldn't wait to press him against the wall, and kissed his lips fiercely. Li Shuo's heart beat very fast, and he hugged Zhao Jinxin's neck tightly and pressed him as hard as possible. Passion and skill responded, and a K!ss seemed to have the potential to set fire to a prairie fire of desire.
Zhao Jinxin kissed Li Shuo while handling Li Shuo's clothes: "That boy Wen Xiaohui really has the guts to dress you up so deliciously...B@st@ard, I just want to keep it to myself."
"You didn't ask me to dress up..." Li Shuo wanted to pull his tie.
Zhao Jinxin grabbed his hand: "Don't move." He took a bite of Li Shuo's chin, "Such a delicious Uncle Li is mine today, and you must obey me in everything."
Li Shuo chuckled and said, "Okay."
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