About an hour later, a table of delicious dishes was presented before Ye Feng, and when Ye Feng looked at the meal in front of him, a smile of happiness appeared on his face.
"Ye Feng, how do you feel about these dishes?" The Black Widow observed the smile on Ye Feng's face and asked.
"Since you made it, it's naturally excellent." Ye Feng replied with a light smile.
"Really?" Black Widow seemed a bit skeptical.
"Of course it's true. Would your man deceive you?" Ye Feng said earnestly.
Hearing this, Black Widow and the others all agreed, nodding repeatedly, believing that Ye Feng's words made sense.
Then, each woman took turns giving Ye Feng a kiss on the cheek. The soft, sponge-like lips gave Ye Feng an especially comfortable feeling.
At the same time, a warm sensation rose in his heart, and seeing the beauties in front of him, a mischievous smile crept on Ye Feng's lips.
