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.,Unbeknownst to him, the glimmer in her eyes, flickering on and off like a flame, had already caught Jin Cheng's gaze.,"Poor thing, did you also prepare this cup of love potion for me yourself" He finished his sentence without waiting for Lin Niannian's reaction, then left.。