บท 2756: As tender as tofu

Liancheng Yazhi slowly followed behind her. Suddenly, he asked, " "Does it feel good?"

Feng nongtang subconsciously replied, "good, very good. Soft, smooth, as tender as tofu. Cough, cough, cough, cough.

Feng nongtang realized that he had been tricked by Liancheng Yazhi halfway through his sentence and coughed hard as if he had not heard what he had asked.

Then, he took two steps forward and put on an expression that said,'I don't know what you're talking about.'

Liancheng Yazhi pursed his lips. It seemed that Feng nongtang was not completely uninterested in ye nuanyang.

He turned back to look at Rong Yan, who was in class three, and sighed. It seemed that it was not good for the little girl he had raised to be too outstanding.

As for ye Chunfeng, he was stunned.

Liancheng Yazhi's head suddenly hurt again. This weirdo.

He pondered in his heart and suddenly laughed.