郁紫紫 (Author)

As usual, Huo Beiting entered her room with a strong smell of alcohol, stripped her clothes violently, glared at her like a hungry wolf, and dragged over her slender body–even he got married today. “Don’t touch me!” Xia Ranran glared at him and struggled, “You are married! Go back to your wife’s room and sleep…

It’s hard to believe that she came to a completely inexplicable place after arguing with her mother… What? A load? Where am I?