The Most Beautiful Ram

Just as Feng Qing was thinking about how to open the door, she felt a scorching aura leaning towards her. Before she could react, her feet left the ground and she was picked up by Xie Jiuhan. Feng Qing immediately struggled in the man's arms. "Little Jiu Jiu, you're bad. Put me down quickly. The smell of engine oil on you is simply suffocating me."

The man's large hand grabbed the back of Feng Qing's head and pressed her face against his chest. Feng Qing's mouth instantly pressed against the man's chest muscles.

Feng Qing : "…"

Feng Qing instantly quietened down and subconsciously held her breath. The male hormones emanating from the man's body were crazily drilling into her nose. Feng Qing didn't dare to be careless. If she was corroded by the man's heat, her body would quickly soften.