ck at Xia Xi Yu when he reached the door. Xia Xiyang sat by the bed and held Lu Hanting's hand, probably because she was so distressed that she bowed her head to kiss a man's hand, and the tears in he...yes, but she was not afraid at all, and she slowly got out of bed.she had almost taken off her clothes, leaving only a halter skirt, and her little snow-white feet stepped on the soft wool carpet, rip...