C222 Only This is Considered a Good Match

Huang Quan's forehead was covered in sweat by Feng Yu Heng's shouting. Raising a hand, she wiped her forehead and helplessly said: "Young miss, can we change the way you shout? Those that do not know might assume something is happening inside the room."

At that time, Feng Yu Heng was lying down on a soft sofa, while Huang Quan massaged her shoulders.

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