C91 Serving Han Xue

Han Xue slowly took off the towel on her body as if she was treating me as air, then laid down on the bed. He just stared straight at me.

I didn't dare to move at all as I looked at Han Xue's goosebumps.

"Come here!" Han Xue looked at me with disdain. Then he picked up the cigarette lying beside the bed and took one out.

Hearing Han Xue's call, I forcefully endured the pain on my back