oom, and then asked in a low voice, "Ma Wu, where are your slippers and Grandma""Young master, the old lady is asleep, but Miss Huan is still awake and is waiting for you." Mother Wu covered her mouth...eet lamp with a black umbrella in his hand. This umbrella, this man, seemed to be a painting.now Lu Hanting's deep, narrow eyes fell on her and Lu Sijue, and his eyebrows frowned faintly, showing some...