C609 This King's Woman

"He's already fought, but hasn't he vented his anger?"

Feng Qiyeh's hoarse voice lingered in his ears. It was still as simple and unsophisticated as wine, directly hitting Lengyue's slightly collapsed heart.

The powerful arms around his waist were scorching hot, even through his clothes.

Lengyue's eyes were fixated on the front of Feng Qiyeh's clothes, as if she was frozen