[Sexy Legged Goddess] Liu Qian and the Old Man (Part 2)

At 7 a.m., reporter Liu covered her cherry-like mouth with her delicate hand, stretched out her arms, and made a sticky sound in her throat.
She stretched like a kitten, opened her beautiful eyes, her eyelashes fluttering, her captivating gaze
filled with complex emotions. Last night, in a moment of excitement and overflowing sympathy, she had actually recognized a scavenger
as her godfather. Although he had saved her, the thought of the seventy-year-old man's ugly face and vitiligo-covered arms
filled her with regret as soon as she woke up this morning. If she hadn't insisted, the
old man would have tried to sleep in the guest room without showering—something completely incompatible with her fastidious nature.
"Oh, I was so reckless! I just can't stand seeing honest people being bullied. Now look what's happened!
I acted impulsively and recognized this old man as my godfather. If the people in this neighborhood find out, what kind of gossip will they spread
? No, I can't let him go out. I'll just let him stay at home! As long as we keep him clean, we can let
him stay for a while. We'll discuss how to settle the old man when Zhao Yu comes back!"
Liu Qian huddled in the thin velvet blanket, only half of her pretty face showing, her expression full of resentment.
A pair of long, beautiful legs lay across her body, her cute, playful toes painted a black jewel color, creating
an extremely alluring contrast with her fair skin. Looking up from her perfect jade feet, Liu Qian's long hair was loosely scattered around the pillow,
like a hazy spring mist, or like the starry night sky. It was the weekend, and she had no interview assignments, so Liu Qian
could finally stay in bed a little longer.
Our beautiful Liu Qian had just woken up, and she was like a porcelain doll come to life. Her lips were red, her teeth white, her breath
fresh, her eyes clear, and her charm natural. Whether it was her stunning appearance or that hint of noble languor,
she was nothing like the disheveled look of an ordinary person in the morning. This, perhaps, was the difference between a goddess and a mortal.
Just as she was pondering this, a knock sounded at the bedroom door. "
Uncle, what is it? I'm not awake yet!" Liu Qian asked in a coquettish tone, showing no
intention of getting up to open the door. The door was locked from the inside, so she wasn't afraid the old man might suddenly open it and come in.
"Oh, my dear daughter, I saw you have some good food in your fridge. I've been wandering around for years,
but I used to be the village's head chef, so my skills haven't faded. I just made a few dishes for you. Get up
and eat them while they're hot!" Liu Laohei replied with a smile. He wasn't lying about this. If it weren't for his mid-life
widowhood and subsequent alcoholism that led to his decadence, Liu Laohei was quite the capable man in the village in his youth.
Back then, when the township head and town mayor came to inspect the village, he was the one who cooked all the banquets. Everyone who ate there praised him highly, especially
his braised lion's head meatballs and chopped chili fish, which were truly unique. His cooking skills were genuinely
impressive.
"Oh? Uncle, you've already cooked? Well, then I'll get up, change my clothes, and come out. Please wait for
me."
Liu Qian was taken aback. This old man was too informal, actually starting the stove in his own kitchen.
But then she thought, this was probably the honesty of a farmer in the village—simple-minded, sincere, and
without the scheming of city people. Compared to the scheming and calculating nature of TV station staff, the old man was suddenly moved.
So many years had passed since he left home for this unfamiliar metropolis, his parents weren't around,
and although he had met a wonderful boyfriend, they were often separated.
Sigh, how long had it been since he'd eaten his parents' home-cooked meals? He was always too busy
to cook at home; even the groceries in the fridge were bought by his sister-in-law, Su Lan, the day before yesterday. The taste of home—he
hadn't felt it for so long. Thinking of this, the old man's heart softened, and his impression of Liu Laohei
instantly improved. For the first time, he genuinely considered him a respected elder.
Liu Qian, barefoot, skipped and hopped across the Turkish handmade rug to her wardrobe.
Looking at the colorful clothes inside, she felt a pang of dilemma.
What should she wear?
Go out in her pajamas? Definitely not, too revealing.
Something more casual? Not good either, it would be disrespectful to the elderly. Besides, she wanted to get
a facial soon, so she just wanted to get dressed and not change.
But her clothes were all too trendy. Her tops either covered her chest and exposed her belly button, or revealed her bare back and
shoulders. Her pants barely covered her shapely bottom, revealing its fullness. She could hardly
find anything below the knee. She couldn't possibly dress so revealingly for dinner with Uncle Liu, after all, he was her
godfather.
Liu Qian, cheeks puffed out, pulled out a colorful mohair coat, then shook her head and put it back.
Next, she took out a white lace cotton-linen short-sleeved top, but that didn't seem right either. Finally, having no other choice, Liu Qian
rummaged through the back of her wardrobe and found a black, irregularly styled, off-the-shoulder blouse by Mills. She put it on. This
exquisitely crafted garment was a formal suit she used to wear to banquets, trimmed with velvet and lined with a houndstooth pattern.
It looked elegant and appropriate, and the moment she put it on, Liu Qian's aristocratic air emanated from it. For
her lower body, the beautiful Liu Qian chose a light blue pleated bodycon dress, perfectly matching the top.
On her legs were a pair of ultra-thin, jacquard, polka-dot black stockings. Wow, this outfit was stunning, figure-hugging, and exuded confidence, easily outshining some of today's top actresses. The phrase "natural beauty cannot be ignored" 　　perfectly
describes the beauty Liu Qian ! 　　 "Uncle, you've kept me waiting! Hehe, you've made so many dishes, thank you so much!" Liu Qian 　　pushed open the door with a pitiful air, her long hair swaying, her hands behind her back, looking every bit like a princess. She walked slowly 　　to the table, smiling sweetly as she looked at the dishes on it, her heart filled with joy. Just from the taste alone, 　　Reporter Liu was already captivated, thinking to himself, "Am I going to be lucky enough to have such a feast?" 　　 But Liu Laohei didn't respond, because he was stunned, dumbfounded, stunned by Liu Qian's unparalleled beauty! 　　 "My God, is this a fairy from heaven? No, a witch! This woman, can she be this beautiful? 　　 More beautiful than the actresses on TV?" 　　 Liu Laohei felt his life was worthwhile. Good heavens, to be able to share a room with such an exquisite beauty...

What a stroke of luck! Moreover, this beauty was his goddaughter. Having lived for nearly seventy years, he only now realized he'd
wasted the first half of his life. His unbearable craving for alcohol, which he'd previously abstained from, suddenly seemed to have vanished, replaced by an
even more ferocious lust!
Being able to see this stunning beauty before him every day—the vibrant energy of her black-stockinged legs, her noble and elegant princess-
like aura, her playful and charming expressions—this temptation was truly irresistible. Old Liu stared, his eyes glazed over,
wishing he could imprint these images in his mind forever. For a moment, he was completely mesmerized.
"Uncle, what are you looking at?" Liu Qian asked, a little embarrassed, rolling her eyes.
"Beautiful, beautiful, so beautiful! My dear girl, you're so beautiful, a million times prettier than Zhang Ziyi!"
Old Liu swallowed hard, answering blankly, his eyes unwavering.
"Tch, it's not that exaggerated. By the way, I should call you godfather from now on, hehe. How can a godfather be so
disrespectful to his elders?" Liu Qian asked with a smile that seemed both angry and amused.
Upon hearing this, Liu Laohei quickly withdrew his blatant gaze, coughed a few times, and said awkwardly, "Ah, cough cough,
it's my fault. I just feel so lucky to have a goddaughter like you. Come on, let's eat. I
made this especially for you. I don't know if you have any dietary restrictions."
Liu Qian smiled, picked up her chopsticks, and began to seriously savor the delicious food on the table. She picked up a piece of bamboo shoot with her delicate hand,
put it in her mouth, and chewed it without showing her teeth, displaying the utmost ladylike demeanor. The switching between the roles of queen, mature woman, and lady
was seamless, which made Liu Laohei secretly very pleased.
The beautiful Liu quickly sampled all four dishes, then took a sip of barley tea and
praised in a sweet voice, "Godfather, your cooking is truly amazing! I think it's even better than the dishes at South Beauty. Really, with such
skill, how could you have fallen to this state?"
Old Liu, using chopsticks moistened with his own saliva, placed a few more pieces of food on Liu Qian's plate, and said with deep, melancholy, "..."
"When I was young, I apprenticed with a master chef and learned a lot about cooking. But because of my ugly appearance and
this vitiligo—actually, I don't have vitiligo, just bad skin, a bit of albinism, it's not contagious at all—
I just couldn't find a good husband. Finally, I married a widow, and we lived together for seven or eight years. She was always
sick, and I spent a lot of money treating her, but she still died. I was forty years old then, and I loved
to drink. Without my wife, I couldn't hold on any longer, and I drank more and more. My hand that used to hold a knife became useless; it would tremble whenever I picked it up
. Gradually, our savings disappeared, we were drowning in debt, and I was kicked out of the old house!"
Liu Qian listened intently, and by the end, she felt genuine sympathy for the old man. Alas,
what use is all that skill if you have to accept your fate? These country bumpkins look down on him just because of the mole on his nose and the albinism on his arm
? They're blind! How could they not see Liu Laohei's love and devotion to the widow
? They even kicked the old man out of his old house where he had lived his whole life! How despicable! Last time, the old man saved her, but she didn't
have time to find out why. Now that she knows the truth, she absolutely can't stand idly by.
Reporter Liu's sense of justice is truly innate. Looking at Old Man Liu's aged appearance and thinking about
the suffering he has endured over the years, she felt a deep empathy for him. Her beautiful eyes welled up with tears.
"My dear daughter, what's wrong? Don't cry! I brought this on myself. I have no son to carry on the family line, and I felt
life was meaningless, so I started drinking to pass the time!"
"Godfather, from now on I'm your daughter. Don't worry, I'm a reporter at the TV station, and my boyfriend is very
kind. No one will bully you or look down on you anymore. But you have to promise me you won't
drink anymore, or your body will collapse sooner or later!" Liu Qian wiped away her tears, looking at Old Man Liu with concern, and
said gently.
Upon hearing this, Liu Laohei was deeply moved. He quickly stood up, raised his finger, and swore, "I, Liu Laohei
, swear to God that I will never touch a drop of alcohol again. If I break this promise, may my goddaughter kick me out!"
Liu Qian looked at Liu Laohei making his vow, her tears turning to laughter, and said sweetly, "You have to keep your word. As long as you
stop drinking, this will be your new home, and you can stay as long as you want! Oh! Godfather, what are you doing!" Before Liu Qian
could finish speaking, she noticed that Liu Laohei was only wearing a tattered pair of underwear with a hole
in the crotch. His dark, erect penis was sticking out of the hole, swaying and proudly
facing the beautiful Liu.
Following Liu Qian's shy gaze, Liu Laohei realized he had exposed himself. But it wasn't really his fault
; the clean-loving Liu Qian had thrown all his clothes into the washing machine last night, leaving him with nothing to wear.
He'd worn the same underwear for three years—no wonder it was worn out! Hearing Liu Qian's scream, he quickly covered his crotch and sat down, his expression
both embarrassed and awkward. "My dear girl, I'm so sorry! I had no other clothes to wear. Um, I
couldn't help getting an erection the moment I saw you. I just couldn't control myself. It's been a whole day and night since last night!
I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"
Liu Laohei became increasingly remorseful and even started crying loudly again.
Hearing Liu Laohei cry, Liu Qian's initial offense vanished. Instead,
she found herself somewhat fond of his honest and kind nature. She'd seen it all; if a man wasn't interested in her, didn't feel any
physical attraction, that would be a miracle!
But how many men would dare admit it to her face? Thinking of those hypocritical men,
Liu Qian found Old Man Liu particularly endearing. She tilted her head and smiled charmingly, quickly comforting him, "Godfather, don't cry!
What will the neighbors think if they hear? Well, it's normal for men to be like this. Godfather, you're almost seventy, and you can still
do this, which means you're still going strong! Don't cry, I'll go out and buy you some underwear!"
Old Man Liu wiped away his tears and said in a trembling voice, "My dear girl, aren't you angry with me? I don't know what
happened. I haven't been able to get an erection in decades, but when I see your thighs and your breasts, my head
gets hot, and I can't control myself. I'm an old man, this is so embarrassing! How could I be
disrespectful to you, my dear girl? Let me take a knife and cut this thing off, so I don't have to worry about it!"
Old Man Liu's words were extremely vulgar, mentioning thighs and breasts, which made Reporter Liu frown repeatedly, but she didn't expect...
Seeing Liu Laohei so remorseful and respectful, even fearing disrespect and wanting to cut off his manhood,
this godfather is too honest! And Liu Laohei had barely finished speaking when he made a move to go to the kitchen; if I didn't
stop him, it'd be on the news!
Liu Qian suddenly had a headache; why do I keep running into such honest people lately?
Just as Liu Laohei was about to get up, Liu Qian quickly jumped up from her chair and tried to grab him, but
she lunged too hard, lost her balance, and fell forward, about to hit
the ground.
At the critical moment, Liu Laohan reached out his right hand and pulled the beautiful Liu Qian's slender waist into
his arms. Then, due to inertia, he also plopped down on the chair, and the beautiful Liu Qian
naturally ended up sitting with her back to Liu Laohei in his lap.
An old man with a black mole on his face and dead skin all over his body was holding a delicate, top-tier beauty in his arms. This scene
made the entire room heat up several degrees.
The scene seemed to freeze, because Liu Qian felt that she had sat on a fiery iron rod, so
hot that she felt dizzy. The beautiful Liu quickly realized what was happening and hurriedly struggled to
get up, but when she tried to stand up, she found that she couldn't stand up at all.
"Young lady, my pants seem to be caught on your clothes!" Old Liu didn't want to take
liberties with the beautiful woman in front of him so quickly. After all, time would be better than patience, but he didn't expect that the beautiful woman would
offer herself up. Feeling the explosive elasticity of the reporter Liu's buttocks and the soft, fleshy texture, his old
penis became as hard as iron again, even more erect than before.
"The hem of this dress is studded, which makes it quite easy to snag things. Godfather, don't move! Let
me try to untangle it!" Liu Qian bit her lip, her cheeks flushed red. The close contact between their bodies, even through
her skirt, was too much for the reporter to handle. She forced herself to remain calm and began to fumble with the back of her
dress. The lower back of the dress had a row of fine, sharp studs, excellent decorative elements that made it look
very fashionable. However, its drawback was that once it snagged the fabric, it was very difficult to remove unless it was torn. Normally,
when worn as an outer garment, this wasn't a problem, but now it was a real issue. This was the
price of being fashionable.
Even the beautiful Liu's form-fitting, pleated skirt wasn't spared; it was caught on the studs of her top,
pulling the entire skirt slightly upwards from the back, revealing her plump, round buttocks. This meant that Liu Laohan's large penis was now
separated from Liu's fleshy buttocks only by a thin layer of polka-dot black stockings. Not to mention the top-quality texture of those stockings and
the fragrant scent emanating from Liu Qian, it was more arousing to men than an aphrodisiac.
While feigning concern, Liu Laohei began to close his legs, slowly bringing Liu's beautiful legs
together until they were firmly at his knees. Liu Qian didn't notice that her body was now completely off
the ground, her toes pointed downwards, essentially sitting directly on Liu Laohei's large penis, her buttocks
clamping down on the dark, massive member perfectly.
"That thing, it's so big and hot! It's so embarrassing, I have to get up quickly!"
In this ambiguous and unabated heat, Liu Qian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her nose.
She couldn't reach the rivets on her back, so she couldn't untangle the tangled area. She could only shift her buttocks from side to side;
this level of friction was already approaching the edge of arousal.
"Uh, uh, uh, young lady, have you untied it yet? Uh, is it too hard to untangle? Do you want
me to help you?" "
Hmm."
Old Liu's tightly clenched legs loosened, and Liu Qian's plump buttocks suddenly pressed down, letting out a huff. Her large
breasts trembled and swayed incessantly, her buttocks wrapping around the large penis even more tightly. Her beautiful legs in black stockings were now fully
exposed, but like a little white rabbit, they were firmly fixed in place, unable to move freely, only hanging limply
on the old man's hairy, thick legs, swaying occasionally, seemingly making a silent effort.
Then the lewd old man slowly brought his legs together again. Liu's beautiful buttocks, incredibly elastic, slowly lifted,
gradually returning to their original full, hemispherical shape. Her fair toes once more left the ground, hovering in the air. The
occasional curling of her toes expressed Liu's agonizing state. The penis slowly withdrew,
seemingly about to be cruelly abandoned by her beautiful buttocks, but fluid still leaked from the glans. Just before the buttocks completely
left, a white stain was left on the black-stockinged buttocks, telling a sensual
story. Liu's shapely buttocks, seemingly reluctant to leave, appeared even more rounded and full, preparing for the next
crushing of the penis.
The old man, Liu, was overwhelmed with pleasure, distracting Liu with words while repeating the same actions, opening and closing his legs
, each time suppressing a moan of pleasure.
These two incredibly beautiful buttocks became
the first plaything for Old Liu's ugly, hard penis after decades of dormancy. However, this plaything seemed to be of such high quality that Old Liu's heart nearly leaped out of his chest
. Looking at the beautiful legs and flesh so close to his eyes, he really wanted to just thrust inside. But even this slight
discomfort was unbearably pleasurable. A different kind of carnal desire began to rise between them.
Beauty and old man, exquisite beauty and ugliness, a high-and-mighty female reporter and a down-on-his-luck scavenger from the countryside—two people who would
never normally cross paths—those exquisite buttocks and that filthy penis entered
the first step of their internal struggle. Could the even more ecstatic second step be far behind?
"Godfather, don't move around! Otherwise, it'll be hard for my hands to operate from behind!" Liu Qian gasped
, her teeth clenched, as the shaking and swaying caused her to pout.
"But I want to help you! Why don't you teach me how to solve it?" Old Liu rarely listened. He stopped moving,
but began to raise his knees. Meanwhile, Liu, the reporter sitting above his knees, began to
slide her full, plump buttocks slowly down Old Liu's hairy legs towards his crotch due to gravity. The black stockings reduced friction, and
all of this happened so naturally, like playing on a slide as a child, except that the beautiful Liu was sitting on a...
The old man's thigh, and at the base of his thigh, was a hideous, large, black penis.
"Um, don't move, godfather, try, um, try unbuttoning the back of my clothes. If that doesn't
work, then, then tear it open! Ah, godfather, that's pressing against me!" Liu Qian's face was flushed, and she turned
her head to scold Liu Laohei angrily.
The reporter Liu tried for a long time, but finally gave up. She couldn't untie her
clothes that were tangled up without being able to see. There was no other way but to tear it open. Just then, the beautiful Liu suddenly felt herself sliding down
. Although it wasn't obvious, she could feel the friction between her plump legs and the old man's hairy thigh.
Moreover, she couldn't slide any further because she could feel that hot, smelly thing
pressing against the center of her buttocks, like a hot pillar standing there, and the center of her beautiful buttocks
was the bullseye of this thing.
"Uh, I can't help it. This thing won't obey me, it's just too hard. I can't untie it. Do I really
have to tear it open?" Liu Laohei said innocently, but it was obvious that his large, scarlet head
was secreting even more sticky fluid. The foul odor had already reached Liu Qian's nose, making the goddess very
uncomfortable, yet helpless.
"Tear it open, tear it open, I'll just buy another one!" Liu Qian urged impatiently, shyly closing
her eyes. This was really going too far; it had reached her bottom line. She had to stop it as soon as possible,
otherwise her godfather would really start having those kinds of thoughts about her. Although she didn't dislike the old man's obsession with her,
real physical contact was a different story.
"Alright!"
With a sharp "rip," Old Liu ripped the fabric open with all his might, but unexpectedly,
Liu Qian screamed, "Ah! That's my skirt, Godfather, you!"
Sure enough, what Old Liu had just torn open wasn't the hem of Liu Qian's top, but the pleated bodycon skirt
. Now, the skirt, which was already being pulled up, was torn in two, and her tightly bound buttocks finally
came to life. The seal was broken, and with a plop, she playfully bounced out, bringing with her a strange
fragrance.
Now it was all clearly visible: the black stockings were alluring, but the white, shapely buttocks were even more captivating.
Hidden beneath the speckled black stockings was a purple lace thong. After the repeated squeezing and rubbing, the already
meager amount of fabric had been completely squeezed into the cleft of the beautiful Liu's buttocks, turning the thong
into a mere slit. The radio reporter's beautiful buttocks were thus perfectly exposed before
the eyes of the ugly villager, Old Liu.
"I have presbyopia," Old Liu said, a sly glint in his eyes. "I tore the wrong thing in my haste. Let me try again! Now it seems your stockings
are caught too!"
"Hmm, forget about the stockings for now. If it really doesn't work, just tear your underwear open! Godfather, you're making me feel
so uncomfortable, move that thing away first!" Liu Qian couldn't take it anymore and didn't dare to look back at the old man. It felt
like there was a fire burning inside her, and it was getting bigger and bigger. Moreover, this fire was
ignited by an old man who was more than fifty years her senior. She decided to solve this urgent
problem first before worrying about undressing.
"My underwear is hard to tear. I've worn it for years, and the fabric is worn out. It's hard to tear! Godfather's penis is too hard
. It bounces back to its original position even if I move it. What should I do?" Old Man Liu pretended to be stupid.
"Ugh, Godfather, how can you be so hot-tempered at your age! Why don't you hold
it down and let me sit on it? Otherwise, it's really uncomfortable with this pressing against me!"
A thought suddenly crossed Liu Qian's mind: had she let a wolf into her house? But she quickly
dismissed the thought; it was just an accident, just an accident!
"Okay, then cooperate with me. I'll press my penis down, and you sit on it!"
Liu Qian was extremely annoyed. Her charming face was practically dripping with moisture, her red lips slightly parted, her breath hot
. She was so angry she wanted to bite someone, thinking, "Old man, can't you speak more elegantly? And if
anyone heard this, they'd definitely misunderstand what we're doing." But for now, she had no choice but to comply
.
She could only sigh, purse her red lips, and clench her fists, saying, "I'm ready, go ahead and press!"
Hearing Liu Qian's command, Old Liu deliberately pressed his penis down hard, then said urgently, "Young lady,
lift your buttocks a little, you're sucking my cock!"
"What am I supposed to do? My legs are dangling, I can't get any leverage!" Liu Qian's face tightened with anxiety, almost to the point of tears
. Stimulated by his words, the heat seemed to penetrate her body; her senses seemed
completely focused on holding a burning iron rod, as if being tortured, and she no longer cared about
the rudeness in Old Liu's words.
"Try kicking hard against my legs, like a frog, that should do it!" Old Liu
moved his black penis left and right, guiding Liu Qian's movements. The secretions from his glans had grown from the size of a finger
to the size of a palm, showing how intense the process was. Old Liu's hot breath
hit Liu Qian's swan-like white neck, each breath causing the beautiful woman to tremble
.
At this moment, Liu Qian was like a noble swan, gracefully riding the old man's hips, unable
to extricate herself, yet possessing boundless allure!
"Hmm, is it done yet? Oh, it's so hot!"
Liu Qian's beautiful feet began to try to press the insteps of her feet against Old Liu's calves, and then all ten black gemstone toes
exerted force together. She supported herself on Old Liu's arms with both hands and struggled to climb upwards. Her small feet were slippery, but now, through
the stockings, they were firmly attached to Old Liu's rough legs. The black of the stockings and Old Liu's dark skin complemented each other,
making the beauty of the ascent even more striking. Liu Qian exerted a lot of effort, but she could only lift her plump buttocks up a little bit. But even that little bit
left Liu Qian feeling completely exhausted. This pampered young lady, who didn't like to exercise, had really reached
her limit.
"Alright, alright, sit down now!"
"Mmm, finally free! Ah, ah, so hot, so hard! Mmm, mmm, I can't take it anymore!"
Liu Qian cried out twice in quick succession. The first time, Liu Qian pressed her beautiful buttocks down forcefully, feeling an unprecedented
sense of relief. The second time, the large penis rebounded forcefully after being pressed down, this
fleshy whip hitting Liu Qian's buttocks squarely, striking her flower core protected by her thong with a "smack," causing
a surge of heat to rise in Liu Qian's lower body, which then rushed directly into her secret depths. It was then completely
ignited by the fire that had been teasing her from both sides, causing a violent explosion that engulfed the beautiful Liu Qian's entire body. Just like that, Liu Qian shuddered
, then slumped into Old Man Liu's lap, her lower body gushing out a stream of honey-like fluid, convulsing uncontrollably
, entering a thorough and exhilarating climax.
The black-stockinged legs dangled in mid-air, swaying back and forth, occasionally twitching their toes. The
culprit, the black penis, protruded like a seatbelt from between Liu Qian's legs, forcefully thrusting upwards and
backwards, firmly securing the beautiful Liu Qian to Old Man Liu's crotch. The stench grew even stronger,
right within Liu Qian's sight, but our beautiful Liu Qian was already getting used to it.
After all, her clothes weren't undressed yet, and Old Man Liu's urging voice rang out again: "Young lady, want
to keep tearing?"

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