ng his glasses, and blood stained his refined handsome face. His black eyes, dark and deep, reflected the dim moonlight."Come down." He looked at her, saying softly.The man under the tree was unlike a...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！nan didn't have to go down to the fields in the afternoon, he helped treat people's wounds all the time and just swept the cowshed.When Ning Yuan came back, Rong Zhaonan had already cooked sweet potat...