Mu Ci clenched his fist, suppressed the nausea in his heart, and forced Anthony to drink a glass of wine.

The liquor was too strong, and after Anthony was fed a glass by her bare hands, he began to cough violently.

He gave a thumbs up , " Great!"

His greedy eyes swept over Mu Ci's graceful figure , " She's hot enough!"

Nan Yihang rubbed his hands, wishing he could strip Mu Ci naked and put him into Anthony's arms right now.

Would he be able to get more ...