C640 He Couldn't Help but Kiss Her

As they continued to perform, I went outside and lit a cigarette, looking up at the big bright moon.

But in my mind, all I could think of were Liu Zhihui's figures.

Not Li Shannuo, not Xue Mingmei, just Liu Zhihui.

Damn, I was poisoned by Liu Zhihui. Did she give me a psychological hint that my mind was filled with her figure?

The figure that she was dancing with just a moment ago