C480 Young lord it turned out to be a fake

In the quiet room, the man's soft and gentle voice landed on the ground, just like a drop of dew falling on the lake's surface, soft yet pleasant to Qing Ran.

An Su's head was resting on the man's arm, and his body was being tightly held by the man's strong arm. As a result of having acupoints being pressed on her, she was unable to move