hone, warmth all but gone from his body, replaced by a chilling emptiness. A gust of wind swept in from the doorway, seeping into her very bones. The woman's face paled to the color of paper; somethin...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."ince you can go to the film set, why can't you cook I think you're quite energetic, this injury isn't a big deal. Go cook and wait on your young master's stomach."Warmth fell silent.Ye Fei Mo is truly...