C401 My Self-control Is Getting Weaker and Weaker

"What are you doing?"

Mu Qing approached Shi Qincheng and asked in a low voice. Her face was so red that it made people want to take a bite.

"He is too noisy."

She felt wronged.

Mu Qing looked up in surprise. What did he do just now?

His tone just now was like a spoiled child. It was a magnetic voice. When a man acted like a spoiled child, there was also a sense