"Can't press any more."
Seeing that Zhao Qingge was almost out of breath, leaving the entire bed soaked with her sweat, Wu Wenyue softly stopped the other two girls: "It's been too long, and we've been using too much force. If we keep going, we might actually send Old Zhao to the hospital."
"But she hasn't even said a word of concession..."
Huang Tianxuan sighed in disappointment but was considerate enough to get off Zhao Qingge. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and waved her hand: "Let's leave it at that. Punishing her a bit has satisfied me for now."
"I was even planning on filming her apology."
Even as she said this, Xu Manning reluctantly put down the fascia gun.
"Heh, heh, is it over?"
