Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Lesson 312

The tank top is humid for both of us.

Desperate and engaged. A battle with teeth.

“Now, what do you say? Aah!

“What a beauty!

An antagonistic battle with a pushed arm.

“Funnola. Ahhh!

“Ugh!

The roaring roar persists.

The audience’s cheering is also feverish.

“Go! Right there, right there!

“Win me. Yes! If you win, eel weight!

“Go, go more -!

Both eyes on the opponent.

I said I could afford to sweat.