PREVIEW
... ’s gaze subconsciously fell on Xiao Shi again.
Xiao Shi’s snow soft arm was resting against her chin. Her porcelain face emitted a gentle glow of warmth under the dim lighting of the lamps. It was pale with a dash of rosy pink.
Yang Baoshu did not think that there was such a beauty in this world.
Xiao Shi stared at the chess pieces without moving. Her dark brows were slightly furrowed as if she was discontented and unsatisfied.
Yang Baoshu felt as though h ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE





























