After pushing the closed door, a few candlelight lights shine on a crown, and Zhang Yan attracts Wei Zheng’s eyes like poison, making Wei Zheng’s consciousness move towards Zhang Yan step by step.
When Wei Zheng sat beside Zhang Yan, he could feel that Zhang Yan’s body was shaking consciously. Although Zhang Yan’s head was still covered with a red veil, Wei Zheng wanted to imagine that Zhang Yan’s amazing face must turn red at this moment … At this time, Wei Zheng can’t consider any etiquette and…