"Come in," she said with a welcoming smile, gesturing for the man to enter. Her white cheongsam was slit high on both sides.,Bai Xianxian took a deep breath, then pulled out the second tool she had prepared for tonight—a device that sprayed mist. The steam shot directly onto Li Lingxuan on the bed.,This life, only give birth to his child, and then, depend on the child.。