C158 Most People Don't like Penguins

After tying up her water-green bellyband, Loong Xiaoxiao stood up from her chair. She then used her bare feet to step on Qian Hsing's floor. She walked towards Qian Hsing and shook her feet a few times. Qian Hsing immediately understood what it meant to have a strong wind blowing, what it meant to have a waist like a willow, face like a lotus...

However, this was all Qian Hsing could see