C391 Old Disease

"This Sixth Prince is really willing. Feng Xiaoxiao, do you think you need an explanation?" Lau Yan used his index finger to adjust Feng Xiaoxiao's chin and asked. The room seemed to be filled with a strong smell of vinegar.

"What explanation? I don't know anything?" Feng Xiaoxiao brought Lau Yan's hands over and hugged his waist. She wanted to close the box with the jade flute