C115 A disaster caused by the wind

Liu Rufeng pulled Hong Mudan along and left, while those people were still tied up like dumplings.

"Is it fun?" Liu Rufeng asked.

Hong Mudan rolled her eyes at him, and said hatefully: "What kind of addiction do you have? You've already tired me out to death just now. Speak, how are you going to thank me?"

"Oh, the bridal chamber. You forgot