The wife of a promin

Fold the newspaper and set it aside, the monstrous visage of Zhi-ru bathed in the fractured light cast by the crystal chandelier.,At this moment, a layer of frost covered his handsome face. His dark eyes stared at the child's deceptively innocent face, his white teeth grinding together fiercely.,"What did you do to my bed" he exclaimed, a spray of water droplets scattering from his freshly washed hair.。