C855 Squat Smear

"What are you thinking?" Feeling a cool breeze blowing towards him, Teng Yueming moved closer to him. The wind from the fan blew onto Chen Yan's face. When he looked up, he saw Teng Yueming's shiny eyes staring at him. The smile on his lips was even more pleasing to the eyes.

"I'm thinking …" Chen Yan didn't think of the proper wording.

Teng Yueming didn't care too much about it