"Comfortable?"
"Mm."
Sister Fei's strength control is quite good, and she seems to know how to access certain pressure points. Of course, what Xiaofan enjoys the most is the feeling of her delicate fingers touching his skin.
But as Feng Feifei looks at the scars on Xiaofan's back, she's filled with curiosity.
"Little brother, what's with these scars? You're not even twenty, right? Why do you have so many scars?"
Indeed, most of these scars are shocking, and there are even bullet marks.
"Oh, those are from when I was younger and reckless, often getting into fights with gangs. It's normal to have some scars." Xiaofan haphazardly makes up an excuse.
"Nonsense, do you need guns for fighting?" Feng Feifei clearly recognizes the gunshot wounds.
"That's why you guys need to be more careful, don't provoke dangerous people, it's truly risky." Xiaofan smiles faintly.
