e snorted, a sound dripping with displeasure. His face remained impassive, as if warmth were a foreign concept to him. Was there something wrong with his facial nervesOtherwise, why is it always just...He didn't even offer a word of comfort, just a warm self-deprecating smile. If she were truly bullied, he feared he would be indifferent to her pain.

They don't care at all.

Think about it, they aren't even familiar with each other. They were just in a transaction, so why should he be gentle and protective when she was wronged Besides, this man clearly doesn't even understand what gentleness means.

He treated all women that way, besides his sweetheart. There were at least a dozen women in the world who were treated the same way as her, and that balanced things out when she thought about it.

He turned off the air conditioner.

A warmth surged through her, and she stared at him in disbelief. He would be considerate

"I'm cold," Warmth said.

Ye Fei looked at her with strange eyes fixed on her clothes. He let out a cold snort, "Take it off and I'll wear what"

"Don't you know what a gentleman is"

A man without a shirt on is called an animal, not a gentleman.

Warm tears, Young Master Ye Er. Isn't someone who isn't wearing pants on the bottom called a beast

"Aren't you wearing pants" Wen Nu asked shamelessly.

"Animal's father."

Warm tears streamed down my face, “…”

Leaf the second, is this cold humor So you're the father of a beast.

Of course, being considerate is like a passing cloud.

This person is still as twisted as ever.

As soon as they got upstairs, Ye Fei Mo pointed to the bathroom and told her to take a bath and freshen up.

This situation is exactly the same as last time.

Last time she was still clean, this time... Warmth ached, looking at the scars on her body, her face, her arms, she gritted her teeth. She should have turned back and kicked them both just now.

After a shower, wrapped in his bathrobe, and wearing nothing else, he was so warm that he felt like bumping into a wall. This time, he wouldn't let himself be harassed like last time...

Where are all the people I haven't seen any of your comments, ~~(_>tionless, as if waiting for an opportunity. Mo Yao waited patiently, trapping his limbs, gently kissing his lips. “Do you feel it I’m your brother. This feeling, besides me, who else could give it to...