Feng, Xue, Bing, Shuang - the four girls barged into the shower room, only to find themselves in an awkward position the next moment.
They saw their eldest sister Mei Ling scrubbing Tang Feng's back. After they called out to the two of them, they quickly backed out.
"Are these little girls actually blushing?" Mei Ling noticed that their Primordial Yin was already in disarray and so gave Tang Feng a hard twist.
"Brother Feng, you sure work fast," Mei Ling said, a hint of sourness in her voice.
"Eh, mainly because they were all sent by you. I couldn't just waste your kind intentions," Tang Feng responded with a face that didn't turn red and breath that didn't falter - his skill was quite profound.
Mei Ling was speechless. "They were just being polite, and look at you, ready to devour everything – how does it taste, huh?"
"Heh, naturally it can't compare to my Ling'er," Tang Feng told the truth.
