The Romance of a Sma

Li Wangyu was soaking in a hot bath, still grumbling about the unreliable driver who had sent him soul-transmigrating to the Tang Dynasty. He suddenly heard a sharp cry, followed by a black shadow appearing out of thin air.,With a deafening roar, the hot water in the bathtub flew everywhere, and steam billowed.,"Well, it's actually leopard print," Li Wangyu blurted out involuntarily.。