C188 I Did Intimate Things

But her hands and feet are nimble, so she wrapped up the wontons in less than an hour.

Tong Yan sat on the sofa and kept playing with his phone. He was very patient, which also gave Chung Jingjing a chance to catch her breath. She was afraid that he would wait too long.

Chung Jingjing carried a bowl of steaming wontons and placed it on the small coffee table. She said softly