Chapter 668

as rosy as the evening glow on the horizon. Uncharacteristically, she turned away, not daring to look at Zhao Ping'an again. Her tender green fingers clenched into fists, silently murmuring in her h...If you keep this up, your body will starve." An elderly woman held a bowl of congee and spoke softly.Ye Yaoqing, hearing this, finally struggled to move her gaze from Zhao Ping'an who was bathing in t...