C191 There Was a Grudge

Moh Yang was wearing a thin pair of pants. He even felt Ling Fei'er's small hands moving around his muscles, and his body suddenly changed.

"Fei, can you be faster?"

Moh Yang felt that his rationality was on the verge of collapsing. To him, Ling Fei'er was a demoness that tortured people. Her tiny movements might be a fatal temptation to him