Show Me a Strip Dance?

Qin Ya Han was slightly startled. She walked forward and pinched Chen Feng's arm, only to discover that his arm was completely covered in muscles and was unable to be twisted.

"Damn pervert!"

She angrily spat out those words, then turned and walked out. Chen Feng frowned. He was only speaking the truth, how did he become a dead pervert? Isn't this something everyone has?

Qin Ya Han sat in front of her desk and recalled Chen Feng's words. In her anger, there was also a little helplessness; no matter what, Chen Feng did not take advantage of her. Other than his usual hoodlum habit, this man was not bad.

He could not be considered a good person, but he was definitely not a bad person. Regardless of what he said or what he was doing, he would do his best to stand on his own stand.

Lin Xin slowly woke up and saw Chen Feng sitting beside her. She slowly propped herself up from the bed and took a deep breath.

"What happened?"