C763 Little Bad Guy
Qiao Xin'an's chest heaved up and down as she listened to his aggrieved words.
His collar was completely messed up, and a large patch of his honey-colored chest was exposed in front of his eyes.
Qiao Xin'an secretly took a breath of cold air.
Wasn't his clothes too easy to open?!
She could not help but bump into his deep eyes