Xiao Long truly had no strength left to complain. Just how deep did Xiao Wu's feelings for Tang San run?
At the very least, Xiao Long had never had a dream like this.
Even if he did dream, it would be an erotic dream, one where he xxooed someone.
Xiao Long gently pulled his arm free, then began taking off Xiao Wu's shoes.
"These little feet really are..."
Seeing Xiao Wu's delicate feet, Xiao Long did not know what he was feeling.
Yes, she was wearing Silk Stockings.
"Amitabha, this old monk is not a foot fetishist..."
Xiao Long encouraged himself inwardly, then began to move.
After taking off one of Xiao Wu's shoes, he moved to remove the second.
Xiao Long could not help recalling how he had pushed Xiao Xun'er down because of slippers.
And now, he was taking off another woman's shoes.
Would something happen between the two of them?
At that thought, Xiao Long shamelessly got hard.
Moreover, the fire in his heart seemed to burn more and more fiercely!
This was his mother-in-law! How thrilling!
Xiao Long felt that he could not stay here any longer. Otherwise, he could not imagine what he might do.
He had to leave as soon as possible, find Tang Wutong, and teach her a proper lesson.
Who told her to look so much like her mother?
He could not do anything to Xiao Wu, but he could freely toy with her daughter!
He gently moved Xiao Wu's delicate feet onto the bed, then bent over, intending to tuck her in.
But because of that one movement, Xiao Wu hugged him again.
This time, it was not his arm, but his thigh!
"Third Brother, where are you? Come back and keep Xiao Wu company, okay? Xiao Wu misses you so