in front of so many people, he couldn't wait to hit a home run, even taking off his shirt!

"brother xiluo, you can't be a woman. your chest is so flat and you have muscles. how can you be a woman? don't tell me you're wearing a chest strap?"

mu weiwei spoke agitatedly. her small hands restlessly groped around the man's chest through his shirt.

because the collar was too small, she couldn't touch the inside. it didn't feel real enough, so she simply unbuttoned it.

fu linchen was stunned by her actions and couldn't react for a moment.

by the time he realized what had happened, mu weiwei had already swiftly undid the three buttons on his shirt. then, she grabbed one side of his collar and pulled him to the side ...

a large area of strong and firm pecs was exposed to the air.

wheat-colored skin, perfect and smooth muscle lines, full of the charm of a man.

mu weiwei paused for a moment. her eyes suddenly widened, and she gulped subconsciously.

fu linchen regained his senses and his face darkened. " little girl, you ... "