Contemporary Romance>The Malicious President's Dearest Wife>Chapter 127 It suits my appetite
Chapter 127 It suits my appetite
The doorbell rang.
Nancy struggled to get out of bed and shuffled with her slippers to look through the door viewer.
She froze.
"Why are you here?"
The woman's still sleepy face appeared in front of him.
He didn't know why he was here, there were too many places to g
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