It was Li Lingxuan, the one who saved her twelve years ago and then disappeared without a trace.,Bai Xianxian took a deep breath, then pulled out the second tool she had prepared for tonight—a device that sprayed mist. The steam shot directly onto Li Lingxuan on the bed.,Bai Xianxian got into bed. In the hazy darkness, her paleness stood out particularly in this quiet night, making her look exceptionally beautiful and pure.。