บท 389: Your braid is crooked (7)

He reached out and unbuttoned his suit jacket one by one. After taking off the jacket, he began to unbutton the white shirt inside…

"Uh, just take off your suit!" Su Ruowan, stop the way, but still see that big, strong, strong, honey-colored chest exposed, that seductive and sexy appearance, make her can't help but deeply do that, that swallow saliva, action.

"Perverted woman." Jing Muchen's teasing voice rang out. At the same time, the blue coat was thrown on her head, as if it was still stained with the pleasant smell on his body.

Su Ruowan took off her clothes and glared at him. Then, she found the cufflinks and started to sew the buttons.

Jing Muchen's lips curled up as he quietly watched her focus.