huang yuan felt that she was strangely moved. she reached out her hands and patted her face.
he felt like he had seen a ghost.
she had so many men surrounding her and she wasn't even interested in them. how could she be moved by a woman?
艹!
did three glasses of wine make her drunk?
it must be because leng rongrong was too strong that she had such an inexplicable illusion.
"don't hit your own face." leng rongrong saw huang yuan slapping her face and grabbed her wrist. she frowned and said, " you're so pretty, don't break it. "
huang yuan thought,... damn it! why was this woman even more alluring than a man?
lord rong let go of huang yuan's hand.
some people came over to toast and chat with leng rongrong, while others came over to drink with huang yuan.
