s white bathrobe, he exuded an aura of abstinence.Tong Yimò finished cleaning the kitchen and saw Leng Zhujing asleep on the sofa again. She suddenly felt a strange mix of emotions in her heart.Seeing...re clear and bright, but between his brows there was a hint of hostility.Water droplets rolled down his forehead from his hair, and his clean white shirt clung tightly to his muscular chest, carrying...