C129 Bait(part I)

Lan Youyou was a beautiful woman. Her beauty carried a sting.

But at this moment, on Fenng Xinglang's body, she retracted all of her poisonous thorns. Apart from tenderness, there was also tenderness.

A woman's tender kiss, to a normal adult man, was undoubtedly enjoyable. It was not only the feeling on her lips, but also in the depths of her heart.

Actually, to a certain extent