C7237 The Special Handkerchief

"Then, Yurou, you covered yourself so tightly. Do you think I still have a pair of sharp eyes?!"

Zhang Xiaofann said with an innocent face.

Hearing Zhang Xiaofann's words, Luo Yurou also threw out a pillow from the quilt and waved it at Zhang Xiaofann. Her voice trembled as she said.

"Hurry up and turn around!"

Seeing that