Lu zhichen looked at Xing Jiu 'an's distressed expression and thought of a good idea.
"If you don't have ABS, how about ABS?"
Xing Jiu 'an tilted his head and looked at him.
"You're soft and I have abs. You can touch whoever you want, how about that?" He spoke with a serious face, as if he wasn't being a hooligan.
However, even if he wanted to touch it, it would be Xing Jiu 'an who would touch it. He wouldn't do anything. Of course, he wasn't being a hooligan. He just wanted Xing Jiu' an to be a hooligan to him.
However, Xing Jiu 'an really gave it some serious thought.
Anyway, Lu zhichen was always with her. Even if she wanted to see him ... Ahem, it felt so awkward.
Xing Jiu 'an was stunned, and his small face turned yellow inside.
However, it seemed like ... He could do it!
Lu zhichen was very skilled and looked good in clothes. He said that she had ABS, so she should look good too.