C83 Day of Sharing the Bed with My Little Cousin

Cold sweat broke out on Chen Da's back. 'F * ck, where did she come from? Why is she so much like a ghost?' Forget it, he had said so many bad things about her behind her back. Chen Dafei hurriedly stood up and turned around to see Chen Jing standing in front of him with her arms crossed.

"Director Zhang, when did you arrive? Why didn't you notify us?" Chen Dafei smiled