Today, the pink curtains in the room with sun were tightly closed. An Nuan was lying on the bed and rubbing his legs impatiently, his hands tightly holding the sheets, his beautiful face was sensual pink, his lips were pursed, and from time to time, a few moans to suppress Ninyin were letting out a few white light in front of him. An Nuan suddenly straightened his back, his legs overlapped tightly and twisted quickly. His tightly pursed lips slightly opened at this moment, and a trembling but charming sound was emitted.