“Senior you like to be called senior.” Qiao Han said lightly, watching this girl sweat from the tip of her nose while massaging herself. This is a very hard thing, because his legs began to shrink, and the flesh and blood became weak. Already tough is no different from a stone.
Luo Xi raised his head and smiled big at him: “Yeah!”
Answered vigorously, but inexplicably sincere and cute. Even though his personality was as cold as Qiao Han, he didn’t hold back his eyes to warm up.
Such a beautiful person, so good.
He looked at Luo Xi with pity, and when her massage came to an end and began to apply a hot towel to him, Qiao Han asked, “Don’t like me.”
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