Xu Qinghuan Fu Huai

He was still in that dark silk robe, his sleep-tousled hair making him seem less fierce and more approachable.,Xu Qinghuan hurriedly shook her head, trying to pull her burned hand back, "It's okay! It's just a small burn.",No, no! I must have misheard! Or perhaps Fu Yanshi mistook me for a replacement again. This gentleness shouldn't belong to me.。