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