Translator: Pika

  Zu An quickly arrived by the bed. “Youzhao? Youzhao?”


  He sighed in relief when he saw that her clothes were still on.

  Only now did he have a chance to carefully look at her. Her skin was fair with a light blush, her eyelashes long and curled. She looked just like a fine doll. This was especially true with her moist red lips that were slightly opened. As she breathed in and out, they seemed to be silently tempting him.

  He couldn’t really blame t..