After I took Mu Xueru to look around the room where her father was hanging out, I began to look around. Yang Yuchen followed us silently. I always felt his eyes were not right. Looking back, I found that the boy's eyes were staring at his long, white thighs bathed in snow.

When Yang Yuchen saw me turn around, he smiled embarrassingly at me, and then pretended to look elsewhere. At this time, I did not have the general knowledge of him, embracing the slender waist with soft snow, I began to examine carefully around. Now Mu Xueru's father has been enchanted. He has become very cruel and powerful. I...