C501 Is there a third

Ding Yi turned his head, his hand still holding onto the undergarment, and his expression extremely awkward.

The girl in front of him was not even twenty years old, and was wearing a plain green long skirt. Her face was tender and beautiful, her face slightly red, she stared at Ding Yi while gritting her teeth, like an ancient little girl.

"Dirty." The woman spat.

"Found it