The wife of a promin

"Yè Jiǔliáng, do you know I didn't return until three in the morning last night" He held back the surging power within him, asking word by word.,Ye Jiuliang shielded the cup with his hand, preventing the coffee from being spilled.,Luckily, he had bought that magical glue at the time and also picked up a few bottles of special reagents, otherwise his stylish short hair wouldn't have stayed put.。