The Rough Man Hunter

"Tanya, listen to me, extend your hand so your aunt can take your pulse.",Seeing Fang Jinxiu's collar askew, revealing a hint of ambiguous marks on her neck, he instinctively frowned and reached out to help straighten it.,At night, after hearing the sounds coming from the next room, she blushed from her face to her heels. She was both nervous and shy, but also curious to listen.。