C65 Chunguang Yi Yi(1)

"Hot …"

Amidst the haze, Yan Hongye opened her eyes and saw an unfamiliar bed curtain. The clothes she wore were complicated and extremely hot.

"Hot, it's killing me — —" He ripped off his inner and outer clothes and kicked away his skirt. He raised his hand and grabbed his itchy hair as hard as he could, but nothing came of it.

"Ugh …" Yan Hongye astonishingly turned her body over