The Romance of a Sma

He wore a short, blue tunic and a white robe. Though made of cloth, it was neatly arranged and looked refreshingly clean. Beads of sweat had already gathered on his forehead, and his face flushed red.,"Returning to master, I helped you bathe." The young maidservant Meilan blushed, her small face flushed. It was unclear if it was from the heat of working or something else entirely.,"I dare not." The little maid began to prepare to cry again, but this time Li Wanguo didn't take the bait. He directly pushed her out of the bathhouse and shut the wooden door.。