My Sweet Wife: The C

Jin Cheng suddenly rose, tall and lanky like a mountain towering towards Lin Niannian. His icy fingers lifted Lin Niannian's chin, forcing her to look up at him.,"Poor thing, did you also prepare this cup of love potion for me yourself" He finished his sentence without waiting for Lin Niannian's reaction, then left.,Repressing fear and trembling, she carefully raised Jin Cheng's hand, opening it wide and holding her breath, afraid that he would wake up and do something again.。