C44 He Wasn't as Bad as He Thought

The methodical movements paused for a moment. Qin Chengzhi looked at Su Chenxian, who was lying on the table with no image and muttering nonsense. His mood was subtle.

Whether it was him who always wore unrefined clothes, or the fact that he always pissed him off, he was always asking for a beating. Or perhaps he was telling the truth.

It made Qin Chengzhi feel that he needed to be tidied up