C127 Noble Agreement

In order to talk to Leng Yanmo, Shen Qingqing almost fell into Leng Shaoheng's arms. Her undried long hair fell on his warm chest, emitting bursts of orange flower fragrance.

Her body was not inch-long, only a thin towel. Her upper body was pressed against his thigh. Through the suit pants, she could feel her softness and warmth. This made Leng Shaoheng's rationality disappear