C174 Little Bastard Is up to No Good

The boy was dressed in a white noble dress, and it was a mess at some point in time. One of his hands was grabbed, and the other was gripped tightly.

The man on the bed had a cold expression on his face. Feng Lee did not know why, but he wanted to... have a taste of this lips. Was it as vicious as this person's words?

Feng Lee thought so and did the same thing