Cold Mu Chen looked at her clothes unsteadily before her eyes. "Do you think you has the final say?"

What is she pretending to be noble, and what is she pretending to be pure!

"I know I can't do it now, but you can't do it to me." Qin Yahuang's stomach has been churning, her hands tightly supporting the wall.

"So what do you want? Do you think a man is not enough? Uh huh? Leng Muchen still looked at her coldly and dared to touch his bottom line. She was the only one who talked with him repeatedly about conditions.

"I can do anything, but I don't want to...