C72 Ceo Is a Pervert

The ladies' room was Jiang Wu's source of romance.

But why would dopamine be mixed with the smell of disinfectant in the toilet? Was this really appropriate?

Feeling his hot breath on her lips, Jiang Wu half-lowered her eyes, not daring to meet his cold and impudent gaze.

"Have you recovered?"

Beneath the palm of his hand was his wounded chest