Five hundred forty-nine

f intermittent rain, the street was flooded with sewage. Jiang Cheng watched as that white jade foot stepped deep and shallowly in the muddy water, his brow furrowed tightly. He felt it would be a sin...itchen and sat down near the dining table. He sat in a chair, allowing her to sit intimately on his lap. Then, he quickly held her hand, frowning slightly, and took her bloody finger into his mouth, s...