C267 Peeping

"Meet who?"

Faan Jiangloong had given up on resisting. He sat on the sofa and poured himself a cup of tea. Lu Lee glanced at him and poured a cup of water for himself without any hesitation. He said indifferently, "Han Feng."

Hearing this name, Faan Jiangloong's hand that was holding the teacup trembled and spilled all the tea in it