C690 Lethargy

Under the protection of the shirt, her tight muscles were faintly discernible, and any girl would probably stare at her.

Tang Tiantian was just like that.

She stared at Jian Shaodong's lower abdomen for a long time. The other party's steady breathing made her feel slightly more at ease. Trembling, he reached out his small hand to touch the other party's tight and shapely abdomen