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.,"What did you do to my bed" he exclaimed, a spray of water droplets scattering from his freshly washed hair.,Upon hearing this, Ji Mingqian's eyes lit up. He quickly hid the small porcelain bottle in his pocket.。