"Good night, baby." His rough fingertips gently stroked his slightly hot cheek, and his eyes became hot.
"Master." At this moment, a sweet voice came from behind. The person who came was Hua Miao'er, the daughter of Uncle Hua who was sorting the flower garden in the backyard. She was four years younger than Ye Xuanye. She was currently studying in college at Ye's house.
She lived in a servant's room, so she grew up in a nightclub.