Xu Qinghuan Fu Huai

After washing her face with cold water in the bathroom, Xu Qinghuan tossed those inappropriate thoughts out of her mind and walked to the kitchen, thinking about making breakfast for Fu Yan.,He was still in that dark silk robe, his sleep-tousled hair making him seem less fierce and more approachable.,Xu Qinghuan suddenly got scalded by the hot air, she instinctively let out a hiss, then quickly suppressed it.。