C290 Wash Your Mother Ah

Just as Qian Hsing's hands were about to reach under the fluffy skirt and feel the perfectly round steps, then, a crisp sound was heard. "You dare to secretly touch me? F * ck off!"

Hearing this voice, it sounded somewhat familiar.

Qian Hsing looked back and saw Hee Xue, who was dressed in leather, holding high heels in one hand and raising her other hand high up. Beside her