gratitude and solemnity, gazed towards him.He drooped his eyes.Finally, with a hint of restraint, he withdrew his gaze and walked towards the bathroom.Ning Shu was slightly stunned.He bit his lip, won..."Oh, is that so" That scorching breath fell onto Ning Shu's cheeks, he widened his eyes staring at the face before him, just two fingers away from his own.nore the incessantly ringing phone.On the other end, Xie Wenqiu kept dialing the young man's number. He wanted to ask Ning Shu what that sentence meant, what did "a hundred years of harmony" meanAs so...