C903 Maltreatment

Ye Feifei nodded.

"If this woman asks me to wait a bit, I'll give you a good massage. I'll help you wipe the computer properly later. When tomorrow morning comes, the bruises on your face will disappear."

After Ye Shaoqiu finished speaking, he once again placed his hand on her face and slowly massaged it.

Ye Shaoqiu's appearance truly made a warm feeling flow into Ye Feifei's chest