C157 Who Do You Suspect?

The next morning, when Qiao Yiyi woke up, what entered her eyes was a dark white chest. The muscles were thick and tight, the lines were clear, and the lines were smooth. It made her blush. His smell was very nice, and it came from the clean smell of his muscles. She couldn't help but pout and gently touch him.

She heard a lazy voice from above her head, "Qiao