C470 A raging sea of anger would not be able to cross a beauty's waist(3)

Zhang Xiaotian touched his pocket in a daze, feeling the salty sea breeze and the tired crowd. His phone had been swept into the ocean waves. At this moment, he was only wearing his underpants, which were all over his body.

What are you thinking about? Xu Ya Qian bent down and gathered a pile of sand, forming a spiky conical tower.

Nothing, I'm going back. Zhang Xiaotian said faintly