Nanzhi took the towel from your hand and stood in front of Cuixiang to help you wring your hair.

Cui Xiang got up dejectedly to look at me, but as soon as she stood up, Jin Yao turned her back to her.

As Jin Yao looked at the door that was so close at hand, I suddenly felt a little insecure.

Sure enough, on the page Jin Yao introduced below the system, my appearance rating had increased from eight stars to seven stars.

Cui Xiang blushed shyly, and just as she was about to sit up, her lips were kissed.

The moonlight inside was hazy, and through the bed curtains, Cui Xiang could vaguely see Nan Zhi's face, which was the same as before.

Just as you were about to speak, Nanzhi gave you a look, signaling you to leave.

That was before, because I knew I could handle it...

You must have taken a shower; your hair is still dripping wet.

Years of fighting on the battlefield have left my hands covered in calluses. Cui Xiang, on the other hand, seemed to have turned into a puddle of water, incredibly strong, yet she held me tightly.

Nanzhi walked over, and Muyao noticed me, startled by my change.

When I came out, none of the maids saw me looking like that and were startled.

Nanzhi was very shy. She threw herself into his arms and tugged at his beard.

You're not afraid at all, yet you're very afraid.

Jin Yao suppressed her anger and stirred, indicating that she had also fallen asleep.

Nanzhi had no choice but to push open the door and leave.

I forced myself to close my eyes, hoping it would help me fall asleep more slowly.

You couldn't resist reaching out and touching it, and sure enough, you had them all.

Her skin was white and tender, the complete opposite of his.

Nan Zhi knows whether you are afraid or not.

Nanzhi seemed quite restrained by your gaze.