The Substitute Ex-Wi

Physical contact made Mo Xiaobai feel an intense rush of blood towards his face, staining every inch of his body with a deep red shade, unbearable in its intensity.,He felt as if tossed about in tumultuous waves, rising and falling ceaselessly until reaching climax, releasing it all into his hand. The heated essence slid down with water; Mo Xiaobai's body stiffened abruptly, biting down on his lower lip to suppress the urge to moan. It was so intense, leaving him blank-minded as fiery heat swirled in his eyes before stopping and releasing, finally closing them.,They played in the game day and night, yet it was rare to see Moyaoyao come out for even a round; he was restrained and composed.。