He was clean and self-conscious, and would never climb a woman’s bed, so it was only possible that Qin Qing had no good intentions towards him.
“Mr. Fu, see clearly, this is my room.” Qin Qing stretched out a **** and sultry waist and snorted rather loosely.
The woman who just woke up had a low tone, and a little hoarse, and the scratching heart was numb.
Patrick twisted his eyebrows fiercely, vaguely aware that his room was next to Qin Qing, maybe the assistant went wrong?
He felt it seriously, and there was no discomfort in his body. He was so drunk last night that he didn’t have the energy to do that, so he was still a virgin and he was relieved.
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