C172 Repaying a Debt of Gratitude

"Where do you put your hands?"

A cold and serious voice sounded. Luh An'an's hand trembled and the shower head in her hand almost fell to the ground because she could not hold it properly.

She bit her lips and her face had a suspicious red color, "Then where should I put it?"

Lyi Yuanlang was currently half lying down. He gently lifted his eyelids and glanced at her