C399 The Tragic Yan Sen

"Can I really ask for anything?" Because of Zhao Ziyan's alluring voice, her body grew numb for a moment, and then, Feng Liu looked lecherously at her. Drops of water appeared at the corners of his mouth, making Zhao Ziyan's hair stand on end.

"Anything is fine." Zhao Ziyan nodded. At this point, it was too late for her to go back on her word