The Seventh Miss, Di

Ye Liuli lowered her head to look at her fiery red wedding dress, then glanced at the ancient and elegant buildings around her. For the first time in her life, she had a suicidal urge, "Transmigrating... could it be transmigration Damn it, I'm a staunch materialist and a successor of socialism! So many people want to transmigrate, don't let me transmigrate!",Broad shoulders were a given, of course, because the robes billowed out just enough to reveal his unbelievably straight and long legs. They were quite handsome.,"Lord strategist, the king and queen have retired for the night."。