C489 Every Cell Is Shouting and Kissing Her

"Shen Zichuan, are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

Faang Xiaoran picked up the thermos and pointed it at the empty teacup as she spoke. She was pouring water.

In order to prevent the tea from spilling out, she slightly bent her waist. Her loose pajamas collar slid down along with her unintentional movements. Vaguely, the fiery ravine in the middle was very deep