The wife of a promin

Ye Jiuliang shielded the cup with his hand, preventing the coffee from being spilled.,Reddish-brown long hair, brown eyes, red teeth and white, a delicate baby face full of spirit, without mentioning the age, most people would think she was underage.,Just as he was about to lose control again, Ye Jiu Liang leisurely took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and tossed it to him.。