Jing Yanxi and Jing Anjiu's National Support Group (4)

Su Ruowan naturally didn't think too much about it. She rolled her eyes at him and took out the washed men's T-shirt from the closet. She flung it at him," Hubby, quickly put this on!"

Jing Muchen threw the T-shirt aside in disgust, lifted the blanket, and got up.

Su Ruowan couldn't guard against it and saw his naked body at a glance. Her face turned red again and again.

Why does this hooligan sleep naked every day?

Especially early in the morning, he was especially easy to…That…

Jing Muchen stood there with a frown, as if he did not notice his own physiological reaction. He asked naturally," Honey, why can't I find my underwear?""

Su Ruowan turned around and bent down to take out a new pair of underwear from the drawer. She handed it to him," Take it.""

Jing Muchen looked at her back and walked over.