My Sweet Wife: The C

Lin Niannian's hands were handcuffed behind her back, her fists clenched white, but she still couldn't help trembling.,When Lin Niannian woke up, it was already deep in the night. Her mouth felt dry and she instinctively covered her lower body with a blanket, suppressing the urge to cough.,Jin Cheng sleeps very well, lying on his side. The moon outside the window falls on the curve of his cheek, making his already handsome features even more striking.。