C543 Only Ben Can Look at Your Sleeping Face

Feng Qiyeh calmly carried Lengyue to the soft couch at the side. His iron palms flew around the floor and the hazy light within the candelabra in the inner room was instantly extinguished.

Lengyue felt a scorching heat coming from the iron palm that covered her waist, and for a moment, her steps were a bit unsteady. Just as she was about to open her mouth, her feet, due to her nervousness