Canary Killing

Chapter 17

Now Canary is kneeling in the bathtub, taking a mandarin duck bath with him.

Canary's plump and snow-white buttocks were pinched by his hands, the soft flesh was squeezed out from between the fingers, and the red hole inside was tightly shrunk after being opened, it was extremely charming, as charming as if studded with diamonds , making Qin Xue feel as if he had been enlightened, it was a bit sacred.

Interesting, holy asshole.