C996 You want me to wash it for you?

Her smile didn't have good intentions. Ming Jinyan merely sized his up a little, but Feng Shiyuan could no longer hold it in. His face blushed even more, and he became even more ripe, a small tomato.

What right did he have to lock the door?

First of all, he didn't control his own actions, and now he wanted to control her?

Just as Feng Shiyuan's mind was wandering