C531 Ren Jiapeng's harassment

"Good, looks like I came in time." Dong Xue let out a mesmerizing laugh.

He walked to Zhang Jinming's side and pulled out a chair, then pulled out his skirt and sat down.

Zhang Jinming looked, my god. Those two round, slender, snow-white legs supported his short, tight skirt. They were so tight that one could clearly feel the arc drawn on them.

Dong Xue regained her senses