My Wife Is a Bandit

Ye Xuan woke up slowly and found himself lying in a white gauze tent, with a faint fragrance exuding from his pillow. Before I had time to think, I heard a woman's voice. "Are you awake?" Ye Xuan heard the sound and looked over and saw a beautiful woman. A pair of big black and clear eyes, soft and full red lips, a delicate and delicate little nose on her beautiful, pure, quiet and elegant dimples, coupled with her graceful and smooth cheeks, and a pink face that can be broken by blowing, she looks like a peerless beauty with national beauty and heavenly fragrance. Ye Xuan remembered a poem he once read: It is suspected that a fairy came down to earth and looked back with a smile as bright as the stars. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.