C235 Cheng Weiwei Was a Schemer

Shao Junhao tightly grabbed Gu Lan's wrist. There was an evil smile on his lips, like the pope of the Demonic Religion in the ancient times, seducing good women.

"Lanlan, I want..." Shao Junhao wanted to say something, but he didn't hide the desire in his eyes at all.

Heaving a breath of hot air into Gu Lan's palm, she felt as if her palm had been swept across by countless burning feathers