C407 He Muttered to Himself

Yang Ming had been waiting for a long time.

Because he was embarrassed, Zheng Sisi tightly clenched her collar and refused to loosen it no matter what.

"Brother Yang Ming, can we bathe separately? Next time, next time, let's bathe together, okay?" Her eyes were lowered, her sparkling face was already red, and she was begging earnestly with a pitiful look on her face