The thousands of demonic threads of the succubus, like a thick silkworm chrysalis, firmly wrapped the thunder in it.The magic silk on the surface of the silkworm chrysalis swirls at high speed, almost completely cutting off the breath of the space, making it impossible for the ghosts in the outside world to find out what is going on inside.The delicate body of the succubus came out of the layers of magic silk enchantingly, and walked to the thunder with a smile, as if they were not enemies fighting for life and death at all, but close old friends."
What do you want to do" Thunder calmed down and asked lightly.Today's tdcssotchaterbarotgt,,; mobile phone reading,