Become a drenched chicken

It was a great weekend, but the wind was blowing outside. He couldn't go anywhere, so it was really boring. Qing 'er was lying on the sofa, watching a movie with the hotel's super large audio and visual system.

Coincidentally, the male lead in the movie had taken off his shirt, revealing his well-defined muscles.

Qing 'er made a comparison in her heart and found that ah Zhen's figure was better. If she really got together with ah Zhen, would she be able to touch him as she pleased in the future?

She laughed again and couldn't help but roll over and sit up.

The doorbell suddenly rang. Qing 'er went to open the door and saw Ling Yunxi standing outside with a phone in her hand. She smiled at her and said, " "Do you want to eat some fruit or dessert? I'll call room service."

The smile on Qing 'er's face had not disappeared yet. She kept her happy smile and said, " "I want dessert."