C258 Will Not Disappoint This King
That scene made Feng Qingcheng's gaze turn even deeper.
However, it was just a physical impulse that could not be stopped.
Feng Qingcheng threw Lin Zixuan onto the bed, shouting out sentences that could make Lin Zixuan's heart clench, "Yue Er, Yue Er …"
Every word of his could make Lin Zixuan's heart bleed.
She clenched her fists tightly