C33 Let's Not Get Divorced First.

The crystal clear light from the crystal clear lamp illuminated the entire living room on the first floor. It was extremely dazzling. Lyi Moshen's gloomy face, which was sitting on the leather sofa, seemed to be more eye-catching. He casually put one of his hands on the arm of the sofa, and his slender fingers made a dull sound, as if he was a proud and arrogant prince