Looking For My Fugitive Wife
Get stairs to go down.
In front of the villa is a super-large beach, the waves roaring furiously once and again on the sand that is shining golden in the afternoon sunlight.
At a further point of the sandy beach, two figures, one large and one small, paced back and forth, seemingly playing happily. "Don't tell people when going out." Lam Tu Han mumbled discontentedly, walking over to the two people who were playing happily.
Lanh Phong's upper body was bare due to wearing bathing pants, the water bubbles along his malt-colored flesh flowed down, sexy and seductive. Lam Tu Han lowered his eyes slightly, but it was a bit unnatural.
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