©Novel Buddy
PREVIEW
... ayed with the white tiger, while Qing Jun wielded her sword to decapitate the azure dragon.
Brows hid shyness and frequently gathered, while her lips, like soft butter, were warm and melting.
In the daylight, at East Fence Small House.
On the bed in the north room, there hung white curtains, which at first glance seemed to be embroidered with a pattern of phoenixes and luan birds in disarray. But on closer inspection, it turned out that the thin gauze of the curtain merel ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE