C98 This Way We'il be Able to Do It

Chen Meng'er pursed her lips and sat on the sofa, looking at Loong Qi's figure moving back and forth. It turned out that the man didn't take a bath, but his hair was slightly wet, like the rain just now. There were still some water droplets on his black hair.

Looking at Loong Qi's wet hair, Chen Meng'er suddenly remembered her messy curly hair