The wife of a promin

A tall man's shadow rushed out from inside, straight down the stairs.,"Ye Jiulyang, are you planning to burn incense for me during Qingming Festival" What the hell, he was sleeping like a log. He clearly just fell asleep with his hands and feet all over the place.,Reddish-brown long hair, brown eyes, red teeth and white, a delicate baby face full of spirit, without mentioning the age, most people would think she was underage.。