Женщина в традиционном восточном наряде с цветочным узором

Глава 51: Чувство вины

This entry is part 52 of 52 in the series Первая красавица Чанъаня

The surroundings were as dark as they were silent. Only the light of the moon filtered through the window lattices. It looked very much like a silvery lake disturbed by its own waves. Lu Yan lowered his head, softly kissing Shen Zhen’s forehead. “Speak and I shall answer you.” Shen Zhen’s body froze at his