But as the saying goes, "It's a romantic person who dies under the peony flowers. I wonder what Wang Fu feels?" Li Ling'er can't care about so much. Now she only knows one thing, more semen, more male yang energy to relieve the desire in her body. She wants to go downstairs to get semen! She staggered down the stairs, and the sticky feeling of semen came from her feet. Her pure and beautiful little face looked a little dim. The wide black robe covered her perfect body. Below was a dazzling silver thread scattered behind her body. The pink white tiger's vagina kept flowing backwards, flowing down the inner side of her thighs to her ankles.