C164 The Power of the Mask

Ning Xiaoshu blushed like a boiled crab. Despite considering himself a pure and kind-hearted young man, he was reluctant to acknowledge it. At his age, having never been with a woman was somewhat embarrassing to admit.

Yet, his heart belonged solely to Liu Xiaoyun, and he had no interest in other women. It seemed only natural for him to want to preserve himself for her.

Qing Tong