Lu Fangying glanced at him, his brow furrowed, and his eyes flicked away in anger.
He held his head to the side and shouted, “Red Wolf.”
The red wolf came in and saw him like this, quickly poured him a glass of water: “Prince is drinking quickly.”
Lu Fenying took a sip of water, and the discomfort in his heart eased.
He has lived for so many years and has only seen a woman there. There is a tiny black mole in Mo Qing’er’s most private place, which is not obvious, but he remembers it.
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