rong, lay alone in bed, holding a white undershirt. He sniffed it gently, though his face showed no expression and he still twitched his eyelids.But this scene, no matter how you look at it, is eerie....Especially not when there was food on the table, He Zheng told me to eat.

"The book fell silent, and I bit my lip. I knew exactly why this was happening. It wasn't like I had been violated, that is… but something about it felt like it was my fault."a lingering sense of mystery and anticipation. 。Ning Shu's eyelashes trembled slightly, always feeling that the wild god's gaze, though calm, 。But when it landed on him, it was like a searing tongue...