Her movements were not big, but she easily tore open one side of the collar of the kimono on Mu Ling Mai's body. His actions were overbearing and rough, but his strength was irresistible. His fair and slender palm was like a work of art. When he exerted force, the joints of his hand became more distinct. It was wrapped in tender and flawless skin, and it was dazzling.
Mai Mu Ling cried out again. Half of her shoulder and collarbone were exposed. The cold air came into contact with her hot skin, causing a layer of small particles to form on the surface of her skin. Her trembling appearance was especially cute.
A puzzled voice came from outside." What's that sound?" Then, the sound of footsteps came closer and closer.
