The Seventh Miss, Di

Dongfang Lie narrowed his eyes, "This king imagined it beautifully. Let's make this skin into a war drum and send it to the frontline soldiers.",Ye Liuli was startled, "What You want to make my skin into a drum Have I done anything to you Let me go!",Dongfang Lie never expected that the person in front of him would bite like a dog. He instinctively let go of his hand.。