She wanted to change back, but in her panic, she could not use any spells. It was her fault. It was all her fault for not cultivating properly all day.
He had heard so many Buddhist scriptures and understood so much about Buddhism, but he was still half-baked.
She was afraid that Yuan Bao, the servant outside the door, would come in. In her anxiety, she actually walked up herself.
The man behind the screen had his back to him. His black hair was scattered, and he was lying on the bathtub, revealing his smooth back.
"Help me wipe my back." Yang Dianfeng narrowed his eyes and didn't turn back.
Qiuqiu stood stiffly on the spot and took a white and soft towel from the screen.
She held the towel in her small hand and gently wiped his back.
"Yuan Bao, are you feeling a little weak today? Why did it seem like she was not full? Like a sissy." Yang Dianfeng nagged and Qiuqiu pouted and rolled her eyes.
You're the sissy, your whole family is sissy.
