Nan Wan Yan Gu Mo Ha

Today, you must consummate your marriage with smoke!,"Ouch..." Nan Wanyin subconsciously cried out in pain, blood flowing directly from her forehead, the man behind her roared with anger—,"Since we're planning to escape, we need to hurry. The book said that plans can't keep up with changes... Anyway, just come down quickly. When mother comes back with the carriage, we can go out and play."。