Bai Feng looked at Lady Ren, who was sitting in his embrace, crying like a pear blossom bathed in rain, pitiable and delicate.
He couldn't help but feel pity and affection for her.
He reached out his strong hand and placed it on her chest, comforting her continuously, "Madam, there's no need to mention the past; life has too many storms."
"Hmph, Bai Qingling! You... you speak well! You are the worst man in the world! I... will never trust another word from you!"
Han Jinniang clenched her pink fists and lightly pounded his broad, solid chest, her expression growing more and more resentful!
"Bad man..."
Han Jinniang muttered softly, closing her beautiful eyes, as crystal tears rolled down her rosy cheeks.
"Ah."
Bai Feng sighed softly, reaching with his other hand to rub the black silken thigh of this married woman apologetically.
At the same time, some memories automatically resurfaced.
In the backstory of the previous life game, it was indeed mentioned.
