"Maybe it's an anal fissure or hemorrhoids. Go in and take off your pants, lie on the bed backwards, and let me take a look." Hua Yunzong said calmly as he opened the curtain behind him, "Ah, what?" Zhao Lingchu's pupils were dilated and he looked confused. There were three reasons. One: What the hell, a fairy as beautiful as a flower can actually get hemorrhoids? Anal fissure? Second: I have to have my butt looked at by a stranger. Is it so explicit and exciting? . . Third: With such beautiful hands, she actually picks her eyes every day, eh~~. . . . . . The first meeting was really awkward. . . After a long time, I asked him what his initial impression was, and he said he had forgotten it because he had to look at a lot of PI stocks every day. . . I'm speechless
Concept: Old friends have the sorrows of older friends, and children have the troubles of children. Life at every age is precious. When two people who are nine years apart and have their own bitterness meet, life gradually becomes sweeter.
