chapter 252 Wubian, you are so depraved!

Milky Way.

In a high-rise building somewhere, in a luxurious hall, a middle-aged man was lying on a deck chair with his legs crossed and a bottle of wine in his right hand. He was looking at a woman not far in front of him with great interest. The woman was wearing very little, only a few pieces of cloth. Those who understand will understand.

The woman twisted her waist and danced her hips, occasionally throwing a wink at the middle-aged man, and then shaking!

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