Cold-Faced Man, Hold Me Tight

[Sweet pet + double cleansing + two-way running + later group pet + multiple pairs of CP + sweets until you go crazy] "Little cabbage, no one loves me. My brother eats noodles, and I drink soup." Bai Xiaoxiao, who was sallow and skinny, looked at her hands covered with frostbite and ulcers. The clothes that she barely put on to cover her body were so torn that they were almost unable to cover her body. She felt that she would not be able to survive this winter. She really wanted to run away. Her mother-in-law hated her so much, her father turned a blind eye to her, and her brother bullied her. In that family, she was like a picked-up rag. But Leng Ziyi, the cold-faced master of the most powerful pavilion in the world, comparable to the underground emperor of the Liang Dynasty, with a cool and handsome appearance, like a heavenly figure, was willing to lower his eyes to her. When she was in the most embarrassing situation, he gave her a warm embrace she had never had before. His appearance was like the only straw she could hold onto to survive this winter. But why was he ignoring her? "Sir, I'm sorry, your clothes are stained by me, can I pat you down?" . . . . . . "Sir, can I follow you?" . . . . . . "Sir, is your family in need of a cook? I can cook, wash and clean, grow vegetables and raise pigs." . . . . . . "Sir, if you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence."