C245 Kiss on the Forehead

"Hey..."

Xia Qian, who got a knee pillow for no reason, had a confused look on her face. After a full minute, she finally realized what had happened.

At this time, her body was completely lying on the sofa, and her head was resting on Bao Yijin's thigh. To be honest, the feeling of a knee pillow did not feel very comfortable. After all, men were different from women