My Little Cum

In the alley of Fourteenth Street, little Mo Qian, who was wearing a red princess dress, was holding a doll. Her big watery eyes were staring at Mu Bai, who was shooting a ball in the alley. She frequently said golden words: "Xiao Bai, when I grow up, I want to be your wife. You are not allowed to find anyone else." Hearing this, the milk-white little prince blushed with embarrassment and held back a sentence for a long time: "Xiao Qianqian, can you be more reserved?" He couldn't afford to offend this smart guy who was picky about everything, especially in some aspects, he was simply the best. However, the two of them didn't want time to pass by for a joke they had made in their childhood, but they actually hit the spot. One night fifteen years later, at the door of an alley, a man who had become a hot commodity in a certain industry blocked the little man at the door of his house. His voice seemed to be inherently seductive: "Qianqian, regarding the issue you said when you were young that you wanted to be my wife when you grow up, I think it is necessary to discuss it in depth. So, are you going to my house tonight?" The girl's cheeks were hot as she was trapped in the man's arms. She couldn't help but vomit in her heart. It was a joke she made when she was a child. Is it necessary for the stinky man to abduct her all the way home?