C1278 Everyone Is Here

Three hours later, the chairman's office had finally regained its usual calm. Qin Feng lay back on the bed in the living room, contentedly lighting a cigarette, while Ning Zhaoyan curled up in his arms, her body drenched in sweat and exuding a sense of utter exhaustion, as if every ounce of her energy had been sapped.

"You're improving. Three hours this time," Qin Feng teased