C29 Root Number Four

Taking a deep breath, he looked down at the coffee stained photo. Half of it was on Ye Haorann's face, making the whole picture look very strange. "Don't worry, tidy up this place up."

The rich aroma of coffee filled the dining room, as addictive as the smell on her body.

Shifting his gloomy eyes away from the newspaper, he coldly snorted and arrogantly turned around to head upstairs