C322 The Hot Hand Grabbed Bai Xinyan Roughly

Huo Duanming stepped out of the bathroom, expecting Bai Xinlan to have already left. To his surprise, she was still in the room. Her round, doll-like face was freshly made up, with bright red lips and fair skin.

"Damn!" Huo Duanming muttered under his breath, annoyed. "Why are you still here?"

Bai Xinlan pursed her lips, sporting the latest trendy lipstick color