Yingyingyanyan

Lu Qingge had been a good girl for twenty-three years and decided to go against the grain once. A silk blindfold covered her eyes, and in the darkness, the man's warm and magnetic voice sounded in her ears, "Be good, okay?" When Xu Jing met Lu Qingge for the first time, she knew that this was a blank piece of paper. No matter how thick it is, he can paint it any way he wants. But later, his little girl ran away with another man.