C158 Yangjing
With that, Yu Zicang turned and walked toward Mo Feng, his eyes completely red. To be suppressed by a trash, and to be looked down upon by his own woman?
"Hmph."
Ming Feng Qing snorted coldly, her hands folded across her chest, waiting to see a good show. A trace of malice flashed past her eyes as she looked at Mo Feng.
"Mo Feng