C552 Wing chun fist

When the door opened, Xia Lei was stunned for a moment.

Long Bing, who was standing at the door, was wearing a tight vest and sports shorts. The black cloth clung to her skin as if it were her second skin.

She was cold and sexy.

Xia Lei didn't know where to look.

"What are you looking at?"

Xia Lei laughed awkwardly, "You are so beautiful."

Long Bing frowned