Tana covered her wrist, shaking her head frantically. When she looked up and saw the mark on Fang Jinxiu's neck, her face turned even redder, almost as if it was about to bleed.,Zong Yu stared at her, his eyes filled with possessiveness. "The neckline is too low," he said, "it doesn't cover enough.",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.。