C1008 Leave the debt of gratitude to zhang wen

Facing the morning sun, Wang Yuxian woke up early and started to clean.

She was dressed in a decent housecoat, her sleeves rolled up, her shoulder-length hair bunched behind her head, and she bent over to mop the floor.

The sunlight shone down on her snow-white skin, making it seem as if it was somewhat dazzling.

Being too arrogant would make people feel cold.

If one was too beautiful