The Seventh Miss, Di

Ye Liuli was startled, "What You want to make my skin into a drum Have I done anything to you Let me go!",Ye Liuli's brain went blank, her limbs turned limp, and she collapsed. Yet, there was a faint scent of blood stinging her nostrils.,Without hesitation, Ye Liuli rushed forward, parting the man's hair to examine his wounds and tearing open his clothes to bandage him.。