"Miss?" Poor son saw Fu Hanyao a little stunned, can not help but ask the export.

"Ah?" Fu Hanyao suddenly flushed a faint red on his face and looked at his poor son.

"Miss, turn around and I'll wash the front for you?" The little girl looked at Fu Hanyao's body with great admiration.

"front, front..." Fu Hanyao felt a little hot on her face. She knew that once she turned around, all the scenery in front of her would be seen by that fellow.

or not?

Fu Hanyao was entangled in his heart. She thought to herself that the fellow had already looked at everything he had, but now...