C90

Qu Dance instinctively went to push Feng Qianlou away, but Feng Qianlou seemed to have known that she would have this kind of reaction. One hand held her tightly in her embrace while the other held a spoon in a very strange posture.

Qu Dance couldn't move, she could only allow Feng Qianlou to do as he pleased.

Feng Qianlou was very calm. After a long while, his face finally left the room