C75 I Do Feel Sorry for You

The mist in the bathroom crawled on Lu Anran's thick eyelashes, and a blush appeared on her palm-sized face.

Mu Zitian smirked, revealing a devilish smile. "How is it? Is the abs okay? "

Mu Zitian spoke with a mocking tone.

Hearing this, Lu An Ran's face was so red that it seemed as if blood would drip out of it. He avoided looking at the person in front of him