Over the past two years, they had only met a handful of times. And each time, in his arms was another person.,Listening to the hurried rustle of clothes being put on behind the door, my mind unconsciously recalled her face, which had just flushed a shy red, and I frowned.,A series of things, Xi Xiao's actions flowing smoothly like water, this was something he had practiced countless times in his mind, the life after marriage with Gu Jin.。