C85 He Left a Strawberry Mark

"I arranged a manager for you."

Yaan Zhe hugged Shen Wenxu from behind, greedily sucking the mint on his neck.

"Don't be like this..." Shen Wenxu frowned and wanted to push his head away, but when he touched the soft hair on his head, he was a little absent-minded. He rubbed and fiddled with it with all his strength.

In an instant, his hairstyle turned into a chicken nest