Chapter 330 He told her, he was just tired of playing

ht gray shirt, black trousers.His chest muscles were bulging, and his waist was very narrow, just like the legendary "golden retriever waist."And those long legs, enough for Wen Man to play with for a...eep eyes watched her, watching as she gently pulled at the hem of his shirt... his breath hitched.Ho Shao-ting took a step back.He sat down beside the bed and hugged Wen Man, kissing her.Then, neither...