ping soundly."Daylight..." Tong Yimo suddenly whispered, raising her hand and clutching Leng Yechen's shirt collar tightly.Every time she called out for her brother Ajing in her dream, his heart would... His features were like works of art, meticulously crafted. His high nose bridge, thin and sensual lips, and deep black eyes seemed to see right through her.By the time she came to her senses, he had...