C810 The Crime Scene

Hsiao Qinxue looked at Ouyang Qing'an's face with infatuation. She only felt that he looked good everywhere, as if he had grown up with the way she liked him. Her fingertips kept moving on his face.

The two of them were in an intimate position, lying down for a long time. Of course, Ouyang Qing'an was lying with his eyes closed