C1131 Love Cry

After an unknown amount of time, the bathroom door finally opened slowly. Nangong Ruo'er stood there shyly in Yang Ling's white shirt. Although the shirt was long enough to cover most of her body, her white legs were still exposed.

Nangong Ruo'er's face was red. She thought that she would definitely be played around by Yang Ling's inhumane onlookers