Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms

Although the traces of the clothes are almost hidden under the collar of the white pajamas, they are still very conspicuous because of the angle.

It was a hickey.

"... Impossible," Zhang Shun's last thought before losing consciousness was unbelievable, and there was a vague and indescribable complex taste.

"—Who the hell is so kind, dare to let the young master know..."

"Looking for death, who is it..."