C322 Zhang Lan and Liu Ying

Wang Mang felt a layer of soft flesh between his ribs being gently pinched by Liu Ying. His fingers were slightly pressed.

If the explanation he gave did not satisfy Xiaoying, it would not be as simple as pinching it lightly. ...

As he thought, sweat seeped out from Wang Mang's forehead. Without changing his expression, he laughed out loud and said:

"Sigh, Xiaoying, I forgot to introduce you