Chapter 27

nerves were on edge all day, and fatigue surged over me like a tidal wave.She slowly drifted off to sleep, her breathing becoming slow and shallow.The figure behind turned, a long and slender form. T...hand suddenly grasped her hand: "Wait a minute, Ning Yuan, Xia A-po's husband is ill, this pot of porridge should be given to her."Ning Yuan turned her head and looked at Rong Zhaonan, asking with an...