C1520 Sinister Hand

Yang Huang recalled the feeling he had when he first came into contact with Lau Meier. Just as Lau Meier leaned over, Yang Huang stretched out his Evil Hand. There was still warmth in his hand. Seeing Yang Huang's intoxicated and infatuated gaze, Lau Meier blushed.

"Could it be that you often come here?" Yang Huang was curious. The meaning behind his words was obvious