C295 Under the Night Sky

Lin Qingwan was sitting at the dressing table, wearing a thin nightgown that barely fit her. She was combing her hair that had just been washed.

Seeing Su Chen enter, a hint of joy flashed past his eyes. Then, he put down the comb in his hand, stood up and took off Su Chen's worn-out exterior.

Su Chen could only walk into the bathroom to wash himself