บท 1072: Nosebleed

Feng Qing slowly raised her hand and rubbed her sore eyes. Even though she had seen the man's body many times, when the other party showed it to her without holding back, everything in Feng Qing's head was completely shattered. His strong biceps, perfect shoulder blades, voluptuous male dog waist, and long legs that were like sculptures.

"Oh, ho ~" Feng Qing couldn't help but let out a soft cry. Her large eyes stared intently at the man through the bathroom glass, but her vision quickly became blurry.

"Qingqing? Qingqing!" Suddenly, Professor Sun's voice sounded from the computer. However, no matter how Professor Sun shouted, Feng Qing seemed to not hear him.

At this moment, in Feng Qing's eyes, the man in the bathroom was filled with absolute attraction. The man's bathing posture was elegant, as if he was dancing in the water. Feng Qing gradually fell into it.