C301 Trapped in the Rain

"Am I qualified to refuse?" She sneered.

Leng Shaoheng stopped walking and looked back at her. Her slim body only accounted for one-third of the bed. Her face was facing the window, and a strand of black satin like hair lay across her face. It was a kind of messy beauty. He really wanted to walk over and put that strand of hair behind her ear, revealing her simple and elegant face