C228 Male fanaticism induced by psionic females

Yuan Feiyu felt that his face was about to be smashed into a flat cake, but something had heavily hugged his waist! His waist was in pain, as though it was bound up by steel bars. Yuan Feiyu frowned, the pain made him gasp for breath, he reckoned that his waist must have turned green.

Her body turned and was embraced by a warm embrace as her nose heavily smashed into Di Jiye's chest once again