Lou Xiao chuckled. He gave Jian Huan’s cheek a playful squeeze. "I'll have Han Zong take you shopping."
The harshness had drained from him, replaced by the warmth of a contented lover. Seeing him in such a good mood, Jian Huan decided to seize the opportunity. As he pulled his hand away, she caught his wrist.
His wrist was thick with bone, her small fingers barely meeting around it. His eyes flick
















