C72 What Are You Doing Under My Covers?

Looking at the dishes on the table that looked like they were glowing red, duan Chang swallowed a mouthful of saliva. It wasn't that he was hungry, it was because he was scared.

Duan Chang tried to pick up a piece of tofu and put it in his mouth. After a while, beads of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead and nose.

It was spicy, but the tofu in his mouth seemed to have a magical charm