Chapter 405 If I wasn't Yu Feng, would you like me?

Zhou could hear her words and make a reassuring gesture: "Okay, give it to me, let my friend investigate now."

After being separated from his friends, he returned home with cold love, stared at the delicate bag with "hot" eyes, and suddenly unwillingly took it apart and took out the white hip-wrapped skirt.

"Am I really so poorly dressed?"

After a moment of hesitation, she picked up her skirt and went to the bathroom.

After pulling up the zipper with the strength of breast-feeding, cold love wiped the sweat on the forehead. Oh, my God, seldom wear this kind...