Zhao Ping'an Qi works

Chapter 837

    

a woman in a sapphire blue cheongsam, her red lips alarmingly bright and holding a glass of red wine. Her presence was no less imposing than that of the middle-aged man in his suit!"I've never seen h...at deadbeat man often made her clean the table and do housework. If it weren't for the fact that he could help her open her meridians, she would have left long ago!Is it better nowWhen he returned, he...