My Sweet Wife: The C

Jin Cheng raised his stemmed glass nonchalantly, the ruby liquid swirling inside, brimming with an unknown essence.,"Please, let me go." Feeling the man's imposing aura and strength, she couldn't help but beg for mercy.,Jin Cheng sleeps very well, lying on his side. The moon outside the window falls on the curve of his cheek, making his already handsome features even more striking.。