The wife of a promin

The man who came rushing in was like a piece of white jade, wearing a loose ice-purple silk robe that barely contained his clearly defined chest.,Just as he was about to lose control again, Ye Jiu Liang leisurely took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and tossed it to him.,Upon hearing this, Ji Mingqian's eyes lit up. He quickly hid the small porcelain bottle in his pocket.。