Xu Qinghuan Fu Huai

He was still in that dark silk robe, his sleep-tousled hair making him seem less fierce and more approachable.,She didn't want to leave Fu Yan with the image of being incompetent, even in such small details.,No, no! I must have misheard! Or perhaps Fu Yanshi mistook me for a replacement again. This gentleness shouldn't belong to me.。