บท 725: Chapter 724: Can We Not Turn on the Light?

Tang Feng wordlessly twisted his mouth and couldn't be bothered to pay any more attention to Lin Wenjuan.

Although this woman's looks and figure were commendable, exuding a mature charm, Tang Feng was not so desperate as to only have eyes for her.

He sat down once again next to Zhao Qiongrui's bedside chair.

Tang Feng stretched out both hands, bending his wrists to form a 90-degree angle with his arms.

His fingers moved from top to bottom, landing rhythmically on Zhao Qiongrui's legs where there were no needles, massaging and kneading.

Prone on the bed.

Lin Wenjuan watched Tang Feng's movements, her face gradually revealing a hint of surprise.

Under the light.

Those silver needles were so conspicuous, they even glinted with light.

His long fingers wove between the silver needles, pressing on Zhao Qiongrui's thighs.

The motions became faster and the scope wider.

Every area where the silver needles were inserted was tended to, the surrounding skin meticulously cared for.