Chapter 770 The Young Widow
- "Did you know that I used to be a soldier? Do you understand how cautious I can be?" Zhou Jiang said to Yang Liu with a hint of amusement and triumph in his voice.
- "If you are so cautious, why do you sleep with the door open?" Yang Liu retorted.
- In the darkness, Yang Liu and Zhou Jiang's breath intertwined. Zhou Jiang caught a whiff of the faint lavender scent on her, not the fragrance of an aging woman, but the essence of youth. It captivated Zhou Jiang.