Li junyu approached her step by step and lifted the bed curtains. His cold, dark eyes fell on the young girl's curvy back.
At that moment, ruan Mengmeng was lying on the bed, fully naked.
The lower part of her waist was covered by soft feathers, but the skin above her waist was completely exposed.
She was sleeping soundly, her beautiful brows slightly furrowed, and she didn't seem to be at peace.
The hair on his forehead was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead.
Even though the young girl was asleep, she seemed to be deeply entangled by a nightmare.
Li junyu's deep gaze moved down from ruan Mengmeng's frowning little face, across her slender and fair neck, and landed on the dark purple bruises. Even after applying ointment, the bruises were still frighteningly swollen.
It was just a glance, but li junyu regretted it.
He regretted not going against the law and killing those people on the spot.
