C275 She Fell Directly on His Fingertip

chapter 275. - Straight to the tip of his finger.

Of course, once the wind lifted the thin skirt, the spring would be boundless and enchanting.

It made people feel that it was not the autumn tiger season. Instead, it was the spring, the spring, and the spring. March...

Qu Yihong's eyes darkened, and his blood started boiling.

Instinct told him that this little girl was doing this on purpose