C276 Zeal

"Let me massage you." Seeing his somewhat childish and resentful eyes, Zhuo Yanfeng laughed and reached out to touch his soft lips.

His lips were sexy and rosy, with no signs of injury at all.

Instead, her gaze was attracted by his rosy lips, and she unconsciously rubbed it softly.

Han Muyun's gaze gradually turned deep.

She seemed to be attracted by his handsome face