**Bang...**
The door into Zhang Qin Feng and Satella's room was opened and closed gently. In less than ten seconds, a heavy figure crawled onto the bed and grabbed a part of the blanket to cover himself.
Slowly moving his "lecherous" claw towards Satella, the owner of the hand caressed her head along with her hair as it went from the front to her nape. The pressure from each of the fingers was powerful, but at the same time, comfortable.
It was as if the finger were there to comfort her loneliness after getting abandoned for a few hours when he was away. Of course, there's not a shred of regret behind his action. Feeling that was what the man of the house should do, Zhang Qin Feng continues to massage her head until she was satisfied.
"How was it? Is she as delicious as I am?" Satella turned her head facing Zhang Qin Feng and asked him a sensitive question.
"Yes. Taste as good as you do."
