Seeing that Jiang Qiran was about to continue taking off his clothes, Ye Linlang was, after all, thin-skinned. She quickly stopped looking and ran to the window.
Her heart was beating non-stop, but the scene just now kept replaying in her mind. Thinking of Jiang Qiran's standard inverted triangle figure, even Ye Linlang's ears were dyed with a layer of rose-like redness.
Heavens, she had clearly run to the window to get some fresh air, why was she still thinking about this in her mind now?
Ye Linlang, you're really too perverted!
Can you be a little more reserved like a girl!
Ye Linlang cursed herself in her heart three times, and finally found a little bit of a girl's shame. The warmth on her face finally faded a lot.
She raised her eyes and looked at the night view of the small town.
