C311 Jarring heart

Dong Qiuyun laughed, turned her head and looked at Wei Qingfeng again carefully. The smell of wine was rising within him. He was actually very pretty, but although she looked like he was no more than thirty years old, his actual age was almost fifty. Of course, he knew that even though she looked good, he couldn't be a meal to be eaten.

Wei Qingfeng muttered to himself for a while