Chapter 691

ossible, depending on how lonely she is. She resembles those concubines who have never been favored."This could be our home," the woman panted, placing her hand on Zhao Ping'an's shoulder, seductively...Chapter 691

"Huh" were talking.He raised his hand and cut himself on the wrist.Fresh blood kept flowing out.With his other hand, he caught the fresh blood and flung it upwards: "A marriage with blood, to make the mark...