As Guan Yu said, Master Zhao hurried back and waved his hand in a hurry. After banishing everyone out, he stood beside Guan Yu with his crutches and big eyes, looking at him vigorously.

Just after putting his hand into the quilt, Guan Yu felt a piece of cold ice. This... Is it still a living body? If it were not for the softness, tenderness and sexuality of the skin, Guan Yu could not believe that it was a living body.

Grasped Zhao Jinger's arm, Guan Yu slowly followed his left hand towards her shoulder to explore the past, after passing over her shoulder, slowly down...

Zhao Jinger's originally pale...