In the dimly lit room.
Zhu Zhu was kneeling on the bed inside, facing towards Xu Wendong, lightly biting her red lips, and letting out a captivating moan.
Yang Bin stood behind her, vigorously thrusting into his girlfriend's secret garden, his face full of excitement.
Xu Wendong felt his mind exploding.
Brother.
What time is it, aren't you guys tired?
Even if you two want to do that kind of thing, can you at least consider my feelings?
I'm just asleep, not dead. Do you really think I can't hear anything?
Xu Wendong's mood was not pleasant, although the room was dimly lit, he could clearly see Zhu Zhu's flushed face and seductive expression.
And her abundant chest swaying in front.
After all.
The gap between the two beds was only about half a meter, he could even feel Zhu Zhu's breath.
This sparked a strange fire within him, making him want to join the couple's encounter.
After about five minutes or so.
