C191 Tough woman

Luan Xingzhu who had just finished showering, wearing a white bathrobe and was wiping away her wet hair heard this. Her small face immediately filled with joy, but it also carried a hint of bashfulness.

He then turned around and walked into the room. As he walked, he used a towel to wipe his wet hair. There was an indescribable charm to it.

With the addition of the fragrance of the shower gel