The Seventh Miss, Di

Ye Liuli seemed to have had a dream, dreaming that she was wearing a fiery red wedding dress and marrying someone at the altar. Book Interest Building () Mobile Terminal,A cold male voice echoed out, its tone as if frozen, carrying a chill and an air of killing intent.,Suddenly, I just felt a tingling sensation on my scalp. Before I could react, the red headdress was yanked off violently and thrown aside, taking the crown with it.。