
The Seventh Miss, Di
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author: Murong Lanlan
The hairpin came loose, and the neat bun was pulled down with it, tearing at her scalp until it hurt.,When holding the medicine box, Ye Liu almost cried. Whether it was thanking the Virgin Mary or Guanyin Bodhisattva, at this moment, all she wanted to do was express her gratitude.,"After the wedding night Sun Dazhu, are you truly stupid or feigned stupidity" Gu Junshi lowered his voice. "You know Wang Ye's situation, can he consummate the marriage"。