C151 Yu Feng Lan

Han Chen flapped the wings of light behind him and slowly left the ground while holding Qiao Feiyan in his arms. The faint body fragrance of the beauty filled his nostrils, causing one's spiritual sense to be a little hazy. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu His soft and delicate body was pressed tightly against his, making him unable to maintain his composure