The Rough Man Hunter

"Tanya, listen to me, extend your hand so your aunt can take your pulse.",Zong Yu rode his steed towards the capital, Fang Jinxiu watched her husband leave, rubbed her cheeks hoping they'd thicken up a bit, then climbed into the carriage.,At night, after hearing the sounds coming from the next room, she blushed from her face to her heels. She was both nervous and shy, but also curious to listen.。