Inside the house, on the big bed.
Grandpa Chen buried his head in a p********e's chest, and after a long time had passed, he raised his head. He reached out his neck, and then as if he was smoking an early cigarette, he took a deep breath! "How come there are other men's scents?" This was the strong feminininity that immediately scattered all of his intoxication, and then he spoke a few words of clear-headedness.
"You damn fool, you're so bad! Since we parted last time, I've always kept my body like a piece of jade. Now it's almost an old well." The w***e lifted up her right index finger and gently tapped Master Chen's head. "Like you, changing clothes in a day faster than changing pants. What do you think of the skill of Hundred-step Samuume?"
According to her words, she was a cultured
