C420 Not the Same

"Sit there and just sit there. Don't move." As the two sat together, An Jingyu liked to touch. He curiously touched here and there.

"I want to touch it."

As he spoke, his thigh continued to linger around, causing Wang Guoqing to roll his eyes. Virtue, was he trying to control his hands?

"Slowly, you want to go? What do you mean by being seen by others?" Please, please pay attention