C147 I Don't like Dirty Demons

The smile on Yann Fenng's face disappeared in an instant. His expression was so cold that it could freeze people to death. He asked in a deep voice, "What are you guys doing?!"

Wumo seemed to not see anyone. He used his long and beautiful fingers to gently stroke the beauty's face. "Yun Er, he disturbed our good deed. We can't continue now. You go out first and come to my room at night