Daydreaming about me

I don't know why, when Lin Yuzheng said this, Shen Yu always felt that she was implying him.,Shen Yu clasped her wrist and put it up again. The tip of her tongue swept the soft flesh on her earlobe, licked it, and continued to ask in a low voice, "where do you like me to touch you",until she felt she was suffocating, she let go of her, grabbed her wrist and guided her down, gasping hoarsely: "Honey." Touch it. "。