C117 Torture(1)
Hee Xiuyuan swaggered upstairs. His tense expression softened after he entered the master bedroom.
From tonight onwards, this room would belong to him and her, right?
What should he do?
What should he do?
What should he do?
Yuv Ri tugged at her hair and spun around in the living room like a spinning top. Dr. Hee went to her room as if it was a matter of course
