C544 Morbid

Back in the bedroom, Yang Yaoyao did not let go of Lu Zhi'ang's neck and just stared at him.

Lu Zhi'ang hooked up, lowered his head and kissed her red lips. After a long while, he slowly let go of Yang Yaoyao and looked at the woman's bright eyes and slightly swollen red lips, which made his mouth go dry.

Quickly looking away, he rubbed her head and stood up, about to leave