C817 She Wants to Kill Her Husband?

"Okay, serious massage. "

Feng Muyan curled her lips. If it wasn't for the fact that she hoped that he would agree to her adoption speech,

Feng Muyan gently placed her soft little hand on the man's shoulder.

"Too light. "

The strength in Feng Muyan's hand was getting heavier and heavier each time.

"Hubby, is it comfortable?"

"Yes. "

"Hubby, regarding the matter of me adopting Yan, you. .