C29 Prince Liangliu(27)

Wen Muyu clenched his fists tightly. Just as he was about to speak up, he felt the little girl in his arms restlessly rubbing against his body.

"My prince, I feel so uncomfortable …"

Why did this damned crown prince of devils use a drug of infatuation? It was even more so than the modern spring. The medicine was still hot?

Although she was complaining in her heart