
The Seventh Miss, Di
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author: Murong Lanlan
The person who was just arrogant suddenly became silent.,The door, Ye Liuli slumped against it helplessly, her eyes wide open, her face as pale as death.,But seeing, the bedroom was deep, with a rosewood carved bed, and crimson sheets embroidered with mandarin ducks were spread down, one white slender arm emerged.。