C67 Indirect Kissing of Your Own Place

He walked into the production room, spotless, and although Wu Zuowen couldn't name and use the machines, they were clean and tidy, and he casually wiped the tops of the machines without a speck of dust on his fingers.

After the first round of walking down the stairs, Wu Shangwen looked at Wang Fei with an inquiring look. Wang Fei nodded in satisfaction