On this day, Ren Zhenzhen had a dream. In the dream, I was blindfolded and lying flat on the bed. A pair of men's hands gently caressed her cheeks, eyebrows, nose, lips, chest... At first, Ren Zhenzhen was very nervous, but the hands moved back and forth through the clothes like dragonflies touching water, and there seemed to be no frivolous intention. Gradually, she felt relieved. When she woke up the next day, Ren Zhenxin only felt dizzy, but the dream was really imprinted in her mind. Was that a dream? But the touch is so real? She could even recall the temperature of the palms of those hands, the soft, sweet breath of that person, and the faint smell of cigarettes...
Intention: Love her? Or do you love yourself? What is love? Mysterious and mysterious, the door to all wonders