C158 Yangjing

With that, Yu Zicang turned and walked toward Mo Feng, his eyes completely red. To be suppressed by a trash, and to be looked down upon by his own woman?

"Hmph."

Ming Feng Qing snorted coldly, her hands folded across her chest, waiting to see a good show. A trace of malice flashed past her eyes as she looked at Mo Feng.

"Mo Feng