bout to close her notebook when she saw, on the last page, a single line of elegant script:Some flowers bloom high up in the trees.Tinglan recognized these characters. They were a line from the poem "...While changing clothes, Han Li listened to the dog-like chatter downstairs, her mood was calm. Last night was purely due to the atmosphere, it happened naturally and didn't represent anything, nor could it change anything. So she had no psychological burden, calmly and composedly went downstairs, as if nothing had happened. 。Zhao Tingxing looked at her like this and whispered, "You really flip your face faster than you can say 'Jack Robinson.'" 。“

Han Li: “Didn't you say before that you were willing to provide free service” 。“

You treat me like a servant

Ms. Han, how was my service last night”

To be shameless and have no skin, of course it must be Zhao Ting. 。Han Li calmly said: “Generallyandong pulled her away without mercy, making her lie on her back facing him. He pinned her hands down with his own, preventing her from causing more trouble. As a result, her back pressed tightly agai...