C660 Crisis

"Xibai. . . "

Shi Yi looked at Fenng Xibai's pursed lips and suddenly had some bad thoughts in her heart.

She quietly pressed her hand on his exposed skin. Her warm fingertips lightly touched the cool skin, but she still lazily lifted her eyes to look at Fenng Xibai.

"Xibai, your figure is good. " Shi Yi rarely choked on her throat. Her voice was like she drank honey