Qin Yafu got on the bus, and soon she fell asleep, but she did not make any noise in her thoughts, playing with the iPad in her hands.

While waiting for the red light, Leng Muchen took a thin blanket and covered it for her. The woman knew she needed a rest now, but she would not listen.

Back to the villa, Leng Muchen embraced her and went back to her room. "I'm all right." Qin Yafu woke up and looked at the worried cold Muchen.

"Is it?" He didn't believe her at all.

He should know how good a woman Qin Yarong is. No matter how uncomfortable she is,...