"Mu Wanqing?"
Lin Xi took the silk stockings that had just been opened and paused when he heard his sister's words.
Some doubts.
"You both said the same thing."
Lin Yao took her coat and put it on the alert. She said, "I wonder if you have any problems. Why are you always holding on to me? You can't wear it yourself."
"Curious."
Lin Xi looked at his sister, who was on guard. He temporarily put down the name Mu Wanqing and said with a smile: "After all, you usually stare at her thigh, and ask me in hot weather