C89 Pay Back Third Master's Debt

The man's voice was deep and magnetic. The warm breath burned Yan Liang's ears red.

The posture was too intimate.

Yan Liang pinched the nail on the rack and said calmly, "I don't understand why Third Master would say that. When did I throw a tantrum?"

The light question made her have the upper hand in speaking.

No matter what Pei Jingyuan said next