Although he doesn't look very good, his figure is pretty good.
Leng Yan looked at Luo An, who was pressing on him, and there was a glimmer of light in the depths of his eyes, which disappeared before he could see clearly.
Luo An's hands kept groping and igniting the man beneath him. Suddenly the air was filled with ambiguous, heart-pounding gasps. Leng Yan grabbed Luo An's hands, held down his shoulders, turned over, and pressed Luo An, who was originally in the upper position, under him. He exuded an aura of aggression and plunder.