C33 Phantom Beater(1)

It was seven in the morning when I woke up. Xiao San was still lying beside me, and his hands were tightly hugging my back. Looking at Xiao San's vulgar expression and seeing Xiao San tightly hugging my hands, an illusion appeared in my mind: This Xiao San is even more disgusting than a female ghost!

Pong! Pong! Pong! I thought of knocking on the door