C241 Still Can't Bear It

In a quiet room, Dongfang Qingqing tightly held onto her bathrobe as she walked out. She looked at the man who had changed into a black silk nightgown. The golden silk lining of his robe made him look like a king under the dazzling crystal lights.

Dongfang Qingqing had a head full of wet hair that fell behind her head. A few messy strands landed on the side of her face