C1101 The Good Luck on the Mattress

"Forget it. After all, today is your wedding day. I won't bother you anymore..."

Yuan Ling was calm and composed. He adjusted his slightly wrinkled sleeves and winked at Gu Donglee.

"Counting the time, your beloved groom. I will leave first. There will be a long day."

His expression was not like that of a king who had reconstructed his power with swift and fierce means