C274 The crown prince was weak and weak in bed

"Qing Yu, where else can you go now?"

Dazzling yellow with golden dragon markings in the air, the malevolent dragon head used its sinister gaze to stare at the beautiful face lying on the bed.

His fingers slowly moved across her delicate, egg-like cheeks. Her gentleness surpassed the petals. The flick of a petal could break it. The wonderful touch made the crown prince's hand begin to tremble