My Sweet Wife: The C

Jin Cheng suddenly rose, tall and lanky like a mountain towering towards Lin Niannian. His icy fingers lifted Lin Niannian's chin, forcing her to look up at him.,The servant's disguise, which he wore when he arrived, was torn open by the man, ripped into a long gash like tattered cloth and tossed beside the bed.,You tore my clothes, so I had to wear yours. Tonight's affair is settled!。