C203 Repairing the Wind and Clouds

In Qian Hsing's bedroom, Han Dongxue leaned against Qian Hsing's bed in a flirtatious manner. Qian Hsing held an English tutorial book in his hands, feeling extremely sad. He could not read a single letter. Uh... Maybe there was a letter that kept appearing in Qian Hsing's mind. That was E!

Han Dongxue was next to him. Her weak and fresh breath was accompanied by waves of fragrance