The Romance of a Sma

He wore a short, blue tunic and a white robe. Though made of cloth, it was neatly arranged and looked refreshingly clean. Beads of sweat had already gathered on his forehead, and his face flushed red.,Li Wangyou was stunned for a moment, pondering what this thing was.,He craned his neck again, stiffly, toward the person standing in the tub.。