C80 A woman must be better to herself

Ling Xue Bing's miserable state suddenly appeared in Clove's mind. Her body trembled violently as her face turned pale.

She had never forgotten every detail of that day. It was engraved in her heart.

He turned around, turned off the shower, and dried his body with a towel. He still felt cold all over, cold from the bottom of his heart.

She looked around for a pair of pajamas or a bathrobe