C181 Comb Your Hair

Grabbing the cloak, he looked at Shen Qing again. Restraint, restraint!

He turned around and left.

Shen Qing turned out the lights and went to bed. It was unknown if she was relieved or if she was shackled. I've heard that people who fall in love are happy, but why don't I feel happy? Only more... Suppressing.

As for Yun Feng, he left the yard and mounted his horse. In the empty night