Poor Performance, Failed

Li Yan spread out his hands and looked at Qiao Mu, who was blushing, without moving. His attitude was as if he was saying-

The rest is up to you!

Qiao Mu gritted her teeth and threw caution to the wind. She clumsily began to lay her hands on the man.

She clumsily kissed his lips. She did not know where to place her hands, so she could only randomly touch his body.

Li Yan's body was on the verge of losing control.

However, a certain woman blinked her big eyes innocently and asked,"Uncle, are you satisfied with my performance?"

"Where is your performance? Do you think it's over just like that?" Even though Li Yan tried his best to restrain himself, his voice was still hoarse.

Qiao Mu blushed as she unbuttoned her shirt. One, two…When he reached the last one, his hands were trembling so much that he could not untie it.

Seeing the man's impatient and impatient expression, Qiao Mu consoled him considerately, ""Uncle, it'll be done soon."