C167 An Ominous Premonition

Chen Zhou didn't expect this girl to be so sensitive. He was silent for a moment and then stopped smiling: "Why do you ask?"

Zhuxie Yulin felt it was strange. "You don't know what a printer is?"

Chen Zhou hesitated for a moment. His eyes fell on the imprint that was almost completely buried in Zhuxie Yulin's collar, revealing only half of her round, chubby butt. He pursed his lips