chapter 43 The beds are pressed

At this time, in the room, Emily Zhang was biting her lips and stretching her legs. She had reached the most critical point!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door!

Emily Zhang was immediately startled. She quickly took out the electric massage stick, pressed it under the pillow, straightened her pajamas, quietly walked to the door, and asked in a trembling voice, "Who?"

"Sister Qiaohua, it's me, Tiezhu."

Francis Wang lowered his voice...