Happy" Ye Fei Mo frowned, leaning back, closing his eyes slightly. He recalled the joy he felt when spending time with Wen Nuan, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise. The evening breeze blew...sandalwood wafted over, warm and powerless, clinging to him.Those were very pretty hands, with long fingers, nicely manicured nails that were rounded at the tip with a hint of sharpness. The skin was...