C504 Mysterious poker

"Actually, what I want isn't much. The muslin dress you're wearing isn't bad, take it off and give it to me …"

What Xia Mang said after that almost made Qiu Xing lose his mind.

The latter froze for a moment, then took a deep breath, "You …" Are you sure you want this? "

"Not bad, this muslin dress of yours should be quite cheap