C478 It Was a Dream in Plum Garden

The two women lay on the bed, their clothes in disarray, not forgetting to pull each other's long sleeves. It was an ancient bed. The embroidered blanket was in a mess under the torture of the two women. Baili Fen'ge's face darkened, and the charcoal in the room burned bright red. The room was warm, and he was not afraid of being frozen in the winter