The King and I must

Nán Wǎnyān was so tormented by him that her eyes were sparkling with gold stars. Right here, many unfamiliar memories suddenly appeared in her mind——,Air rushed back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She retched, spewing a pool of blood, then slumped against the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath.,What kind of fetishes does the original owner have to be in love with such a domestically abusive man to this extent!。