C327 I Don't Hate You

It was night. When Nian Yingyao returned to his bed, Lu Zhihuan was looking at him with her big and round eyes.

"What are you waiting for me to do?"

Nian Yingyao's hair was still wet. A wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. As he spoke, he pounced on Lu Zhihuan.

The little woman quickly put her hands on his chest. Her watery eyes looked around and then became very serious. "Yingyao