My Substitute Bride:

The sedan was still bouncing along the road, Huang Chen turned his head and glanced at the person in the back seat.,The person behind me slept peacefully, the car lights were dim, but her complexion was as white as jade, with a rosy tinge on her lips, tempting to be captured. The mole beneath her eye, a black teardrop, was irresistible.,“I’m not Miss An, you have the wrong person.” An Taotao couldn’t hold back anymore, struggling. “You were tricked by that old geezer from the An family! If you take me back, Ninth Master will definitely blame you!”。