"This man is General Yuan," General Yuan's eyes lit up as soon as he saw Mi Yao, "Wow, no wonder Commander Feng isn't interested in the little girls who sing in my place. It turns out Commander Feng has such a beautiful little beauty in his hands..."
Mi Yao twisted her brows, General Yuan's gaze felt as if he were stripping her naked.
"What are you dazed about?" A mocking, deep voice sounded by her ear, "Hurry up and pour some wine for General Yuan."
Mi Yao looked up at Feng Yueming, it was he who had spoken.
He wanted her to pour wine for General Yuan?
Mi Yao's face turned deathly pale.
"Commander Feng, this isn't good, is it? This little beauty belongs to you, how could I take what you love?" Although General Yuan said this, he was already rubbing his hands together, eager to throw himself at Mi Yao.
The entirety of Feng Yueming's strapping body was shrouded in darkness, he gave a thinly cold smile, "She's just a woman, if General Yuan likes her, I'll give her to you."