One of the new dances she learned in recent days was unskilled, but she was left behind after school this afternoon, with a small stove on, and carefully selected the moves over and over again. But no matter how hard you practice, you can't get along Just when I felt something was wrong and anxious, I heard the man behind me sobbing and pushing her to the mirror. Angelica dahurica's lower abdomen faces the cold handle, and there is a huge mirror in front of it.

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His sharp Adam's apple rolled a few times, his thin lips opened slightly, and his throat gave a deadly and sexy deep gasp. This man is a cold male god that all female teachers and students in their dance academy are eager for. The slender figure is full of beauty, the face is beautiful, and the facial features have a salty sense of youth.

Angelica dahurica once saw him standing in the sun in a white shirt. A pair of long and narrow eyes swept lightly, and the amber pupil was light and transparent, with a kind of desert. At this time, there was a fiery giant rubbing her thin pink and white ballet socks on her back hip. The man raised his chin defiantly, somewhat arrogant.

Looking at her from the mirror, those emotionless eyes are now full of lust. Angelica dahurica is a little flustered, shivering like a frightened little animal. "Teacher, what are you doing ..." Liu Chenyong held her chin with two slender fingers, put her cheek on her face and asked, "Don't you know? The teacher is grinding your strength. "