these arrangements of clothes and furnishings, Yan Luoxi vaguely felt something but dared not be sure. Turning around, she saw on another wall a large scroll painting with a background depicting the... houses like this one, it wouldn’t make up for it all! What's so bad about letting your good friend stay in this house” Xue Liping felt heartbroken and guilty; Luoxi’s stubbornness was just like her l...
Chapter 11: The Pleasure of Self-Torture