chapter 94 Chasing women is a science

The woman was lowering her head and washing the clothes seriously. The weather was getting hotter and hotter after the summer in capital. It was only early in the morning, but soon there were a lot of sweat beads on the tip of the woman's nose and forehead, but she didn't even raise her hand to wipe the sweat. No, just repeating the washing action without any changes.

The beads of sweat fell into the big wooden basin one by one, like broken pearls.

The beads of sweat...