C235 The Fitting Room

"What are you doing?" Bai Luoke said angrily.

Murong Qing's hand on Bai Luoke's waist was as slippery as a snake. Bai Luoke was angry and angry. She lifted her foot and was about to step on Murong Qing.

Murong Qing was already prepared and dodged. He whispered into Bai Luoke's ear and smiled, "I thought you were a gentle and beautiful woman, but I didn't expect you to be a little chili pepper