C410 Speak to Your Face

Fenng Moye felt his blood boiling. He held Chung Rann's waist and pressed her down on the sofa. His dark eyes were filled with lust. "

His voice was low and hoarse. He was trying his best to restrain himself.

" Wife, you asked for it. "

It was more than an hour after Chung Rann left. When she returned to the office, almost everyone looked at her strangely