C80 Incense Stealing

Gu Qingli's skin was as white as snow, and a pair of eyes as gentle as water could make a person's heart soften in an instant. Especially her cherry like little mouth that pouted angrily, it was extremely tempting.

Seeing Gu Qingli like this, Mu Yi Chen couldn't help but smile.

Gu Qingli didn't look at him, but felt vexed inside. She felt that her face was red and hot