C696 Manipulative Specialty

Lying on Qin Yimo's arm, Su Xiaoxiao coughed twice as she breathed in large mouthfuls of fresh air.

"My hair is all wet." Qin Yimo was like a chick that was being picked up, he picked up a towel from the side of the pool and helped her wipe her hair.

However, he was too strong. Su Xiaoxiao felt that her hair, which was originally soft and supple, had instantly turned into a thatch