Today, Xibei had changed into a light blue tight-fitting jeans and a snow-white T-shirt, fully revealing the curves of the girl's figure.
"Hey! Miss Elder, you are a lecher! Don't touch her when you speak." Lin Xibei's face was a little red. "Also, can you be more civilized when you speak?" She seemed to have reminded her several times, but she could not tell that she had changed.
"What's wrong? Who doesn't have one? It doesn't matter if you talk about it." Wu Weiwei looked like she was saying what she could do.
"Okay, okay, beautiful lady, let's go! Just now we urged her to leave, but now we are not in a hurry." Lin Xibei was also infected by Wu Weiwei. She didn't want to talk to her anymore. If she continued, she really didn't know what other unexpected things she would do.
Forget it
