Qiao Anran was like a little white rabbit bitten by a wild beast, not daring to move.
Just as the man's unruly hands were rushing towards the mysterious peak, Qiao Anran suddenly turned around and rejected him. His finger gently pointed at the small figure on the bed:" Chen Xi is here, it's inconvenient."
The man frowned and looked at the woman's finger. In an instant, there was a sense of disappointment on his face. The burning flames in his heart also gradually extinguished.
Qiao Anran pursed her lips and tiptoed on tiptoe. Her Weibo red lips gently landed on the man's disappointed face. She paused for a few seconds before saying softly," Hurry and take a bath."
"Yes." The man nodded calmly, not knowing what he was thinking. He turned around and walked towards the bathroom.
Qiao Anr
