C432 Such a Woman
The man's naked body did not avoid Xue Dia's gaze, nor was he moved by Xue Dia's scream. From the beginning to the end, he maintained a cold and feminine smile.
"Situ Haonan? No, I am not that trash." The man squatted down and reached out his right hand to lift Xue Dia's chin up high, as if he wanted her to see his face clearly. He was not Situ Haonan
