vqrrrrr glanced at Han Shanshan's house across the way. The lights were off. It seemed she had gone to sleep.
I opened the door with my key. The television was still on. I walked over, picked up the remote, and turned it off, only to discover Yu Xiaoxue lying on the sofa in a light-green sheer nightgown.
Yu Xiaoxue had waterfall-like hair. Perhaps she had just dried it. Her smooth strands spilled from the sofa onto the carpet.
She was sleeping soundly, with only a faint tear mark at the corner of her eye. It seemed she had been crying just now.
Remembering that she was already homeless, while I at least still had a mother in Lin County, I reached out in heartache and touched her flushed cheek.
However, my movement made her body shift. Her loose nightgown consequently exposed a large expanse of snowy white skin over her chest, and my breathing quickened.
I swallowed, but my wife-sister seemed displeased by the scene. I felt a chill behind me and could only awkwardly pick up a blanket beside me and drape it over Yu Xiaoxue.
Although the weather was a little cool now, it was not cold enough to cause a chill. After covering Yu Xiaoxue with the blanket, I returned to the study.
I turned on Zhao Qian's computer and began looking up the history of Liancheng Mountain. The pictures that came up were not the place I wanted, so I added the character "Little" in front. Sure enough, I found it.
Unfortunately, there was only an introduction to the scenic area. There was no record of that ancient tomb cluster.
I gave up searching and recalled Zhao Qian's evaluation of the feng shui of this place. I then opened the map again and found that the