Ji Wanmei passed by the community garden and kindly helped drive away a mad dog, but she was entangled by the beautiful boy she saved through her heroic actions.
"Sister Ji," Gu Tong looked down at her pitifully, "Can I go up and have a cup of tea too?"
The woman with charming eyebrows raised her lips, pushed her broken hair behind her ears, and smiled maliciously: "Sister's tea is very expensive, I'm afraid you can't afford it."
The young man bit his lip, his peach-blossom eyes were at a loss, and he clenched the corners of his clothes tightly with his fingers.
The next second, he was caught off guard and lifted up his white T-shirt.
Ji Wanmei looked at the young man's strong and smooth eight-pack abs in stunned silence, and heard the young man's cautious voice: "I'll pay with this, is that okay?"
"I've been here for a long time."
Twenty-year-old is the best age for a man. He has the sincerity to shake a slippery woman and the physical strength to handle her.
——I'm obsessed with you, rolling around in a cute way, waiting for you to touch me.
When you reach out to me, I will take you back to my nest with a squeak.
Gorgeous mature lady VS pseudo-innocent and scheming little wolfdog
Dress up as a Tyrant's Little Crybaby (Book)