C653 What the Hell Is a Hundred Years of Youth?

Ruan Qingge found herself cradled in Duoduoji's arms, perched on his elbow as they moved forward. She felt a wave of nausea, trying to distance herself. Being dragged here to play the role of some kind of captive bride was just too ridiculous!

She glanced around, noticing there wasn't a single woman in sight, except for Posang, the priest. Though she cursed inwardly