C1661 To You 80
Yan Huai was still leaning on the chair, with one hand on his leg and the other on the chair, he knocked on the table.
Ting Yuan walked over nervously while pinching the clothes by his side.
"..." Young Master, good morning. "
Yan Huai did not answer, his long and narrow peach blossom eyes were deep, meaning that he looked him up and down a few times
