Xu Qinghuan Fu Huai

After washing her face with cold water in the bathroom, Xu Qinghuan tossed those inappropriate thoughts out of her mind and walked to the kitchen, thinking about making breakfast for Fu Yan.,He finished speaking and then bowed his head to begin treating his wounds.,No, no! I must have misheard! Or perhaps Fu Yanshi mistook me for a replacement again. This gentleness shouldn't belong to me.。