ke free from the control of the two Imperial Guards and got up to rush towards the Ninth Prince beside him."You're so tender and delicate, you must taste delicious. I want your flesh, to let my parent...the prince is short on money. Zhao Tai dares to stick his claws into the soap formula, he's asking for death.With newfound confidence, Liu Sichun was no longer reserved.She said to Zhao Tailei in a co...
Chapter 897: Old Monk, You Broke Your Vow of Anger