On their wedding night, Yun Qinghua's heart pounded as she looked at the man who was as cold as ice in front of her. Then the next second, someone curled up his lips and smiled, and directly handed the Hexin wine to her lips.
"Madam, I asked my husband to feed you this Hexin wine..."
The next day, Yun Qinghua thought, is this person definitely the one from last night?
Reader comments
The rush is too hasty, but it can be seen.
The writing was okay, why did it end in such a hurry?
The rush is too hasty, but it can be seen.
The writing was okay, why did it end in such a hurry?