C152 Deltamethyl

Her head was still red when she stuck it out of the sweater, and her hair was a little wet, which made it seem that her hair wasn't as thick as it used to be.

He adjusted the casual woolen sweater with the hat and rope. "How was it?" I'll treat you to a midnight snack. " Anyway, he didn't want to talk about compensation.

Xia Qian felt quite unlucky