"No, no, you're doing very well, keep going." Li Wangyou sighed to the heavens, what a wicked feudal society!,Jiāng's neck was stiff as he twisted it from side to side, taking in the scene. It was still that same bathhouse: blue-tiled roof, whitewashed walls, and on a wooden rack beside him hung his own long robe, freshly taken off...,"You dirty scoundrel! You, you rascal!" Su Changqing's tears were welling up. "Get out! Get out now!"。