Even under the water, the guy was still smiling arrogantly. The originally sharp eyebrows became softer due to the twists and turns of the light, with a certain sense of fatal temptation.
The other party's arms were pressed against Dexter's ears. Dexter's back was against the swimming pool. He pushed his feet down and was about to jump up. Suddenly, something pressed on his lips, pressing him down again. Go down.
The back of Dexter's head was tightly held by the opponent, unable to move!
My heart is about to burst from my chest!
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!
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