C220 He Was like a Ghost That Never Left

There were no curtains in the room, only a light in the bedroom with a dim light and a handsome man with a towel wrapped around his body.

Qin Yan bent down and looked at Xia Zhiqing. His smile was a little charming and he said in a low voice, "You said it, don't regret it."

"I'll turn it on..."

Before Xia Zhiqing could finish the second half of her sentence, she heard the hairdryer turn off