C124 Sanguinariness

"Your bed?" Zhou Ting couldn't react for a moment.

"Yeah, why, why are you still unhappy? If someone else wanted to go up, I'd have to hand it over. " Bai Xiangcao glared at Zhou Ting.

"How do I pinch them? I can't sit on you, can I? " Zhou Ting said, but he had already taken off his shoes.

"There's a lot of meat on your buttocks. Just sit on them