C595 It Can't be like This

Jiang Lan was wearing soft leather sandals and had ten cute toes.

Jiang Lan, who had a light and elegant scent, sat beside Hu Jian grandly and touched Hu Jian's forehead. Then, without saying anything, he grabbed Hu Jian's wrist. After a moment, he extended his hand and touched Hu Jian's chest.

"Miss Jiang, what are you doing?" Unconsciously