The female attendant replied expressionlessly, "We never bathe Lord Ziwei Star."
Feng Qing asked curiously, "Then did you help him put on his clothes?"
The female attendant nodded. "This is our responsibility."
Just as the two of them were asking and answering, another female attendant walked in. Without a word, the female attendant squeezed out the shampoo and applied it on Feng Qing's hair. The female attendant massaged her head as she rinsed her hair. From the female attendant's technique and strength, she was definitely a professional beauty nurse.
Feng Qing transformed into a hundred thousand whys, as if she had countless questions. "Then will Di Qianmo usually be angry at you for no reason?"
