The Romance of a Sma

Li Wangyu stood with a slight toothache in the bathhouse paved with blue stones, watching a young maid of twelve or thirteen years old struggling to move a large wooden tub filled with hot water and pouring it into the bathing tub.,Li Wanguyou helplessly cupped a spoonful of thick soapberry broth in his hand, smearing it upwards as he muttered curses under his breath.,After sleeping soundly on the bed for a whole day and night, Li Wangyou woke up.。