Li Wuting turned his head away again, took his clothes and brought them in, draping them over the edge of […]

Ning Rushen relaxed his mind, pressed his forehead, and tried to find some excuse: But Li Wuting, having practiced martial

Ning Rushen reacted, panicked for a second, then saw Huo Mian’s face and suddenly burst out laughing: “Heh!” Li Wuting

Li Wuting raised his eyes and looked over slowly. “Crowded?” Huo Mian felt a strange chill on his neck. “Hmm…

Ning Rushen suddenly remembered what Li Wuting had whispered to him before their parting: “Wait for me.” But he didn’t

Ning Rushen looked at the plump pigeon and felt as if one wave had not yet settled before another rose.

A few days later, Lu Wu and Shi Yi brought back the intelligence to the main tent. It covered everything

Ning Rushen slept straight through to the next morning. Early in the morning, he woke up to the shouts of

Ning Rushen still hadn’t recovered from the shock of the embrace when he was stunned again by this sentence: His

Ning Rushen still didn’t know that the letter was sent incorrectly. He sat at his desk, his fingertips lightly tapping