C41 The Beauty of Your House

Qii Yao stared blankly at Xiao Quan, who was under her. She saw the hairpin on his black hair loosening. His clothes were slightly open, revealing his deep and exquisite collarbone.

The light from outside the window penetrated into the car and fell on his body, softening his clear outline. His tightly pursed lips were slightly opened and his brows were slightly focused