The West Tower at Midnight

A good-for-nothing kung fu girl runs into a scheming, sickly second young master… Her: Whether I marry you or not isn’t up to you~ I can run away, too~ The scheming man: If you won’t marry me, who will you marry! Everyone has secrets. I don’t want to know yours, so I’m off like oil on my soles. See ya~ Group: 88895853