Bearing Triplets After Forced Marriage
Tim sneered, "I'm too stupid, I should have guessed it a long time ago, but you're also very capable."
Tim sat up slightly, and the quilt slipped, revealing his broad chest. Because he exercised regularly, every muscle was as exquisitely carved as if by a sculptor. The hormones were about to overflow.
Monica's beautiful hands gently stroked his skin, and she was in a very good mood. "You never asked me, what's wrong, do you want to cooperate with Red Fox?"
Tim put out the cigarette before saying, "Yeah!"
He pressed her down, smiling mischievously. "After this time, tell me Red Fox's contact information. I have something I need her to help with. If he's there, we can better realize our common
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