Xiao Ye hurried back to the Bishui Pavilion in the gust of evening breeze mixed with the fragrance of Hanlian.

When he rushed to the Bishui Pavilion with his cloak, what caught his eye was the quiet and beautiful sleeping face of the beautiful woman.

Luo Xinfang leaned on the jade fence, the clouds were foggy, and the green silk was slightly messy.

Her long eyelashes were gently shaking with her delicate breathing, and her white porcelain skin was revealing a hint of charm because of the wine she had drunk.

Even though she had fallen asleep, her slender jade fingers still squeezed the wine glass in her hand tightly, for fear that others would snatch it in her dream.

It was the first time he had seen Luo Xinfang like this, with a little childishness.

Xiao Ye was a little reluctant to ......

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