"What the hell..." Her throat was as dry as if it hadn't been touched by water for three days, and she was so mute that even she was shocked.
My mind was buzzing, like ten thousand bees holding a concert. She sat up with her body propped up. Under her body was a velvet mattress that was so soft that you could sink into it. It was dark purple in color and embroidered with gold thread on the edges. There was a sense of luxury unique to the nouveau riche. Lu Sheng wrinkled her nose. She clearly remembered that she was eating instant noodles in the rental house just now, reading a cruel and cruel book called "The President's Scape Bride". While reading, she scolded the author for being stupid. He made the female supporting character look like a retard and handed the knife to the heroine. Why is this person lying here in the blink of an eye?
