C35 A Woman's Instinct

He squeezed some shampoo from the side, poured it over his hand and rubbed it with foam, and his movements were delicate, gentle, and affectionate as he rubbed her hair.

He liked her long hair.

"Do you only like me a little?" Moh Beichen held her long hair in his hand.

"I can't love you." Shen Yan covered her eyes with a handkerchief to prevent the shampoo from leaving her hair