n's first glance landed on the man's neck, his cold, sharp Adam's apple, and the blood vessels pulsing beneath his skin. His breath carried a hint of masculine hormones mixed with suppressed anger.One...Xiaoyi pushed open the window, letting fresh air flow into the room.ners like them, seeing a doctor is not convenient, but Huo Mingzheng here has unimpeded access, and there's no difference from domestic services.Even if he could do anything he wanted in Nanshan, this...