บท 317: Defend Him

In the wilderness, the sun was scorching and there were mosquitoes. It was simply torture for Fu Ying to take off his clothes.

Mo Rao deliberately looked at Fu Ying expectantly with her big eyes. Then, she pouted. "If you're unwilling, forget it. What if President Fu gets a sunburn?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Ying had already taken off his short-sleeved shirt, revealing his perfect muscles, like those of a human sculpture carved by God.

His abs were ripped. Mo Rao felt her face heat up. This was a little awkward.

"Alright, I've padded it for you. Rest quickly." Fu Ying carefully spread out the clothes and smiled at Mo Rao dotingly.

Mo Rao was too embarrassed to look at Fu Ying, so she laid down and slept on the clothes.

Her revenge was a feast for the eyes of millions of netizens.

"My tears couldn't help but flow out from between my legs…"

"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you a pervert?"