lt;lt;Waste Material

"No, don't! The young master will be back soon, if you do this to me, he will surely kill you..." Resistless, Li Qianzi cried out.,Suddenly, there was a surge of wanting to smash into a wall.,Li Qianzi turned her head back. Under the silver-white lightning, Nan Gongyu at the door wore a magnificent red wedding robe, his figure elegant and unrestrained. He was extraordinary, but at this moment, his face was as cold as ice. A pair of narrow and long eyes stirred up a storm, as if they wanted to devour Li Qianzi in front of him mercilessly.。