The Seventh Miss, Di

The hairpin came loose, and the neat bun was pulled down with it, tearing at her scalp until it hurt.,When Ye Liuli was dizzy and couldn't tell her east from her west, she felt a large hand, like an iron clamp, gripping her lower body and pulling her forward.,"After the wedding night Sun Dazhu, are you truly stupid or feigned stupidity" Gu Junshi lowered his voice. "You know Wang Ye's situation, can he consummate the marriage"。