My Sweet Wife: The C

Lin Niannian's hands were handcuffed behind her back, her fists clenched white, but she still couldn't help trembling.,Lin Niannian gathered her courage and looked up, her stubborn eyes filled with mist as she met his gaze.,When Lin Niannian woke up, it was already deep in the night. Her mouth felt dry and she instinctively covered her lower body with a blanket, suppressing the urge to cough.。