When the female takes the initiative to throw herself in her arms, Ali is happy to blossom. Almost instantly, her Qi and blood are surging and rolling, and it's hard to calm down. The grass smell of trees came from her nose, and Yali raised her chin. "The smell of Basha's sister is really good, just like the tree..." I don't know if Yali's illusion is that the female's body in her arms is stiff for a moment. Basha reached for Ali's neck. Her voice was sweet and greasy. She said with a smile, "does the little Lord like it?" Yali was about to be dazzled by the smile on her face. She nodded with a smile. "I like it. I like everything about Basha's sister! If I could, I'd like it better! " Basha's face turned red. She gently hammered Ali's chest and said, "young master, you hate it." Ali laughed. He reached out and gently rubbed Basha's face. His eyes were full of lust, and he couldn't help but lower his head and peck. Then Ali looked up a little strangely. In her arms, Basha was still blushing with a coy look, but the taste just didn't look like that when he was kissing other little females. How could she feel a little tongue pricking? Basha said, "little Lord, how can you look at people like this, but what's not satisfied with you?" Yali shook his head. He lifted her chin with a bad smile. "How can I be dissatisfied with my favorite sister? Would you like to go inside with me for a while? " Basha blushed, "little Lord, you hate it." Ali laughed and bent down to pick up Basha. But with a push. Basha didn't move. Yali looked up at Basha doubtfully. The female didn't have much meat. Why is it so heavy? Basha asked with a smile, "young master, what do you always see people do?" Ali shook his head with a smile. "It's OK. You hold me. I'll hold you back to the room." Then Ali lowered his head and held her in his arms. No matter how hard he tried, Basha's feet were as if they were on the ground. After a while, Ali was sweating.