Previous chapter:
Chapter 213 your wedding is your funeral
Next chapter:
Chapter 215 My oath, never leave
PREVIEW
... t the woman who was still wrapped in the quilt on the bed. This way, it didn't move at all.
The servant held her changed clothes in his hands, looked at the appearance of his eldest young master, and laughed silently in his heart, feeling like he was selling his own cabbage.
When she went out with her clothes in her arms, the servant closed the door of the room thoughtfully. Naya sat cross-legged on the bed, with the quilt on top, and stared at the man on the opposite sofa who wa ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE