C284 You Want Me to Cultivate?

Wang Anqi couldn't suppress a laugh upon seeing Feng Zhentian's soot-smudged face. She pulled a handkerchief from her bosom and tenderly wiped his cheeks.

"What a mess you've made of yourself. What happened, did you get singed by the fire?"

"Hehe, something like that. Don't bother wiping; I'll just take a bath later." Feng Zhentian flashed a toothy grin