Wen Muchu quickly pulled the blanket over Lan Xiao and covered her tightly.
He didn't want a second person to see her mesmerizing look.
Shao Qingfeng quickly turned around and placed his palm on his forehead, " OMG, number 073, I really didn't mean to watch it, Yingluo.
Lan Xiao was curled up in the blanket. Her body was burning and her face was so red that it was about to bleed.
She really wanted to die.
Isn't this too embarrassing?
Wen Muchu, on the other hand, was calm and composed. He gently pulled Lan Xiao into his arms and glanced at Shao Qingfeng indifferently.
"Still not leaving?"
Shao Qingfeng suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
He chuckled and covered his eyes as he turned around. He spread his fingers apart and looked at Wen Muchu through the gaps between his fingers.
