C1724 The Perfect Man

Just after seven o'clock, Ling Mofeng finished his dinner. He washed his hands and placed two bowls of rice on the table. Then, he turned around and walked into the living room.

Lan Yanxi was watching a funny show and was very focused. She did not notice the man behind her walking over. When his fiery palm touched her shoulder, she trembled. She turned her head and saw the man's deep eyes