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.,"You can call me Yan Shi at home." He strode forward, his long legs carrying him to Xu Qinghuan's side. "Hand me your hand."。