The Seventh Miss, Di

Ye Liuli seemed to have had a dream, dreaming that she was wearing a fiery red wedding dress and marrying someone at the altar. Book Interest Building () Mobile Terminal,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.。