Phoenix Ritual

In a room, a brown-haired middle-aged woman wearing a green dress looks busy calculating the data in the document in front of her using an abacus.

Even though she is already middle age, her face is still quite pretty, and her body is also quite good. She was one of the elders of the Feng Clan, and her name was Feng Qingge.

*Crack*

The red-haired young man, who had always stared at Su Fei lustfully earlier, entered the room and walked behind Feng Qingge.

"Why did you come here, Wuji?" Feng Qingge asked Feng Wuji as she continued to do her work.

Feng Wuji didn't answer her question directly, he lifted Feng Qingge to her feet and hugged her, then he kissed her lips slowly.

Feng Qingge immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and unhesitatingly returned Feng Wuji's kiss, and their kiss slowly became more passionate. Before long, he began to take off her clothes, and she did the same.