Tang Yunchang takes off his clothes and lies down between Lin Fang’s legs and looks at that part carefully. He separated his black hair, and his two plump tender lips were opening a gap, and from the cracks, he was constantly dripping water! I poured all the chrysanthemums on the bottom. Tang Yunchang could see the rise. He knelt down, raised Lin Fang’s buttocks, and put them in front of his chest. Then Lin Fang’s lower body was so delicate that he could see his own shadow with the opening of the small hole, the dazzling chrysanthemum and the cleanness of his buttocks.