c as you..."The crystal-clear liquor poured from the jade-white wine pot, and those delicate fingers, pink and smooth like sheep fat, held the pot with the greenness of spring onions. Just looking at...up like a dense forest.Li Chen felt a salty, fishy taste in his mouth. He took deep breaths of fresh air and looked into Zhao Qinglan's arms.Zhao Qinglan's eyes were tightly shut, with bloodstains at...