ached out and gently touched the young man's soft, white earlobe.“Then Ning’s secretary guessed, “I wonder what you used it for”Ning Shu's gaze returned to the painting. He said, "Could it be that Pre...ed to have had some dreams last night....About Jiang Xiao....I don't remember the specifics of the dream. But the feeling still lingered, especially since something... happened that made him feel quit...