C218 To Fulfill His Promise

Hehe, Qian Hsing, who had buried his head in Wu Siqi's chest, did not separate. Instead, he was like a wild boar rubbing cabbage.

Qian Hsing naturally had a sweet fragrance on his face. However, a certain girl could not help but scream again.

At this time, Qian Hsing hurriedly dodged. If he did not dodge, he estimated that he would be killed by a crazy woman