Soap is a magic thing. Because it, not only has the sentiment, now also has the passion.

The battlefield of the two men was exhausted, and finally Master Feng knocked on the door outside to let them know that it was dark and it was time to eat.

At the dinner table, Guan Yu was able to be calm and happy with Guan Zhongfu and Master Feng from time to time, drinking two small drinks.

Feng Xin couldn't do that. He was like a kitten that had stolen fishy food. He was very careful in eating and speaking. He was afraid to let Master Feng know something about it.

But...