C343 Killing Intent

When he came out of the shower, Qin Mochi had already prepared a towel.

Xiang Wange consciously put her head forward and hugged Qin Mochi's waist.

She rested her head against his chest and closed her eyes. The strength of his index finger was light and comfortable.

She was drowsy.

"Uncle Chi, how about you go back to C City?"

"Why?"

"The situation now is getting out of control