The Romance of a Sma

The weather was cold, but the little maid was busy and sweating profusely.,He wore a short, blue tunic and a white robe. Though made of cloth, it was neatly arranged and looked refreshingly clean. Beads of sweat had already gathered on his forehead, and his face flushed red.,After sleeping soundly on the bed for a whole day and night, Li Wangyou woke up.。