Xu Qinghuan Fu Huai

Just this once, she wanted to indulge herself, just this one time, to savor these moments of tenderness that rightfully belonged to other women.,After washing her face with cold water in the bathroom, Xu Qinghuan tossed those inappropriate thoughts out of her mind and walked to the kitchen, thinking about making breakfast for Fu Yan.,No, no! I must have misheard! Or perhaps Fu Yanshi mistook me for a replacement again. This gentleness shouldn't belong to me.。