chapter 85 Strawberry flavored memories

Unknowingly, Chengmei's eyelids blinked three more times, and finally closed slowly.

"Brother, your face is as red as the pot of strawberries on my table. I'm wondering if you are a little bit attracted to me!"

"Hey! Girl, what are you yelling about? You're not afraid of being heard by your aunt!"

The man with a vague face raised his hands as if he was about to hit someone, while the sleeping self pretended to be scared and hid in another room. Simply looking at...