C229 Astringent

Soong Yinn coughed violently as she was choked by the strong smell of the cigarette. "Cough cough …"

Her small body was like a pitiful little rabbit, and the man beneath her exuded an elegant aristocratic air.

Yu Jinglan held her slender waist and felt a touch as soft as milk on his palm. His icy eyes narrowed slightly as he asked something that didn't seem related in a gentle and cruel manner