The wife of a promin

A gentle voice, just listening to it is enough to make one's heart flutter.,"Ye Jiulyang, are you planning to burn incense for me during Qingming Festival" What the hell, he was sleeping like a log. He clearly just fell asleep with his hands and feet all over the place.,Gu Xino was dressed in black, with messy hair and a dusty look about him. He clearly had just returned from outside.。