ool breath, sweet and delicate. 。Like the peach blossoms of April, pale pink and delicate, scattering in the wind. 。Then, an explosion of wanton fragrance engulfed him, consuming him utterly. 。This w..."Well, I see..." Zhao Yizhuo slowly released her hand. 。"Get him some dessert, I'll treatere are you going!"It was probably Gu Wang's voice being too loud, heard by Zhao Yizhen who had just left. Out of curiosity, Zhao Yizhen turned around and looked at the couple not far away."Just give...