"Do I look like a man this time?"
Shao Shuai's tone restored Lin Sansan's consciousness. She stared at the face, one Leng one Leng, which made Zhang Yimou more upset.
"I'm a man," he said, suddenly doing something Lin San San didn't expect.
Her big hands kept taking off her clothes, even her shirt, and her scars were revealed, and her eyes looked down, and her heart jumped, shy and afraid. Although she has seen Zhang Yixuan's burly body several times, she has never got used to it. The other party got closer and closer and asked her in a soft tone. . .
"Do I look like a man to you?"
... . She became unable to control her consciousness, trembling hands, stiff throat.
"I... Sir..."
I wanted to say she was a man, but her answer was too slow. The impatient major general saw a loud noise
