eep, his back to her, quietly covered by a thin blanket.He wore an old, white sleeveless vest on his upper body, revealing his long and muscular arms and back.Ning Yuan finally relaxed, putting away t... watched Rong Zhaonan stand there with his head bowed, wearing ill-fitting, patched clothes.Slender as a bamboo pole, with a pale and delicate face framed by spectacles. He possessed an air of scholar...