Xia Fei thought for a moment, clenched her fists and plucked up courage to come to Han Yiliang and looked at him...
Han Yi Liang put down his playful expression and changed into an ambiguous expression. He threw the towel on the lounge chair by the French window with a faint smile...
Xia Fei looked at him and was actually driven by his strange emotion. Her eyes were a little blurred, and a strange emotion began to ripple in her heart. She became more and more nervous, and even her face was a little red. She took a deep breath.
Han Yi took one step closer to Xia Fei, and the heat from his naked chest rushed straight to Xia Fei. He slowly reached out his hand and gently lifted up Xia Fei's chin. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Have you had a boyfriend?"
Xia Fei looked at him and shook her head.
Hanhurst thought about it again and asked, "Have you ever had a crush on someone?"