C1582 Not a Single Cent Less

Zhang Xingyun smiled evilly, "Do you still have the strength to get off the bed?"

Zhang Xingyun wasn't able to hold back when Xia Jingluo was showering. This time, her legs were probably still weak.

Xia Jingluo's face reddened as she pounded Zhang Xingyun's chest, "It's all your fault!"

"Good, good, good. Brother, it's all your fault. Just stay here and wait for brother. Don't run around