C83 Ting Ting's request

When I returned to my residence, it was already dusk. Ting Ting, who had suffered greatly from the shock, was not in good spirits, so the moment she entered the room, she was advised by me to rest.

I ignored the shouting Wuqing and personally inspected Zhang Feng. The latter was relatively calm and expressionless as he sat on the sofa, not moving at all, while allowing me to torture him