C148 Mad images

Under Ouyang Jingyu's pressure, Qiao Chuyang could only open his eyes wide.

Ouyang Jingyu jumped off the bed. When he returned, he was holding a glass of red wine in his hand.

"No …" "Don't do this to me?" Qiao Chuyang looked at Ouyang Jingyu with a frightened expression. She was not naïve enough to think that the cup in his hand was a simple glass of red wine. If she guessed correctly