C200 Pickled Pig's Hand Behind the Curtain

Chi Shaojun's warm breath was just beside Ann Qianxi's ears. Her body, which had just woken up from her sleep, couldn't help but tremble. It even started to feel a little weak.

"Don't do that." Even though Ann Qianxi said those words of rejection, Chi Shaojun only heard them half-heartedly.

Chi Shaojun whispered next to her ear: "The Drunk Dream's press conference is ready