C97 I'm Not Asking You to Pretend to be an Inflatable Doll

Qin Yihan looked at Bai Weiwei. He just stared at her like that. He didn't know why he was looking for her. He was a little annoyed because she did not answer his phone.

But after he saw her, his desire had already been burning.

The woman was wrapped in a bath towel. She had a small face the size of a palm, and her skin was whiter than snow. Her eyes were sparkling like stars in the night sky