C541 Special Way of Venting

At this moment, Feng Yao was like a lamb who was about to be slaughtered.

Under the pincer attack from both Lin Da's mouth and the Fifth Young Master, they had been completely annihilated. Both of their hands were tightly clutching the sheet, their mouths were open while they constantly screamed. From time to time, they would gently bite their lips, as if they were enduring a great deal of pain