C163 Young Master White Lotus(6)

The air was filled with the smell of rouge and cosmetic powders. The chaotic feelings were suffocating and unpleasant to the nose. The gap between people was also very narrow. Along the way, he found that his lapels had been opened for some unknown reason, and there was a red mark on it.

Finally escaping from those people's evil claws, Feng Yanlin heaved a sigh of relief. Good, good, good