The Seventh Miss, Di

Dongfang Lie narrowed his eyes, "This king imagined it beautifully. Let's make this skin into a war drum and send it to the frontline soldiers.",The door, Ye Liuli slumped against it helplessly, her eyes wide open, her face as pale as death.,If I'm not mistaken, the spray-like marks are because the xi niang (traditional Chinese wedding matchmaker) was struck by a palm and sent flying.。