The Untamed Concubin

The man lowered his head, gazing at the person in his arms. From this angle, the white, strange garment gaped open at the collar, a ripple of snow-white... and there were deep shadows. Crimson stains marred one ripple, then flowed along its incline, into those depths.,A slight breeze rustled through the air, followed by a few shadows darting past.,Just as I was about to rebuke this nonsense, I suddenly noticed something else that sent shivers down my spine. Apart from this man, the other several men were all dressed in ancient garb!。