C261 Steamed Eighteen

"Good, Jiang Wuchen, what kind of heart have I pressed you on? I'll let you drink the Steamed Eighteen Times! What kind of heart did you say I pressed? " The Miss Feng was fuming, he rolled his eyes at Jiang Wuchen.

"I don't know." Jiang Wuchen said angrily.

"Stop drinking." Miss Feng slammed the small gourd onto the table, "You're annoying