it's still a bit chilly.Jiang Qifeng was only wearing a white shirt and trousers, kneeling straight-backed at the entrance of Meng Huisuo. His suit jacket and windbreaker were thrown aside.Perhaps it...The temperature on his leg traveled through the trousers, Xiang Wan fidgeted uncomfortably, “It’s mainly because Jiang Qingran was acting pitiful in front of him.”

"You're speaking up for him" He stood up straight, his face set in a grim line, forcing her to meet his gaze.g a great calamity, despair etched on their faces. They trembled with fear, standing still with their eyes closed, waiting for his criticism."Fools...""Han Chuan, wait a moment, have some water." Just...