C50 Complete exfoliation of cardigan(part i)

Yue Chanjuan wanted to shout and call out for her servant, but she didn't dare to do so.

Gently biting on it, she looked like a snowy rose. Her eyes were filled with anger as she struggled non-stop.

"Let me go."

His mouth was overflowing like the wind blowing through the strings of a zither.

Tuoba Fei slightly raised his head and looked down at Yue Chan