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.,"Please, let me go." Feeling the man's imposing aura and strength, she couldn't help but beg for mercy.,"Be good, don't be afraid." A kiss, scorching hot in temperature, landed on Lin Niannian's glistening eyes.。