lt;lt;Waste Material

Xi Fang, who should be with the new bride Li Qianzi in the groom's room, was being brutally beaten by a hideous, scarred man.,The young boy below suddenly lost consciousness, and the scarred man was stunned.,Li Qianzi turned her head back. Under the silver-white lightning, Nan Gongyu at the door wore a magnificent red wedding robe, his figure elegant and unrestrained. He was extraordinary, but at this moment, his face was as cold as ice. A pair of narrow and long eyes stirred up a storm, as if they wanted to devour Li Qianzi in front of him mercilessly.。