Chapter 167

Long Xiaoyun’s actions weren’t inherently problematic; he just acted too late. If he had taken matters into his own hands and killed Li Xunhuan earlier, Lin Shiyin might have already resigned herself to her fate and obeyed him in everything.

In this era, what choice does a beautiful woman with no one to rely on have?

Zhang Weihao’s hand reached down and grabbed Dongfang Bai’s breasts, his two index fingers kneading and poking the nipples inside the light green bodice, while his other fingers sank into the breast flesh with force, the feel of which was really nice.

Although the…