chapter 290 Murong Lingluo, you are going to marry me

The woman was dressed in plain clothes, she looked elegant and comfortable, with soft skin and delicate features. She was as quiet as a delicate flower reflected in the water, and her movements were like a willow swaying in the wind.
Anyway...
pretty!
The beauty that can overwhelm a country, the beauty that you will never forget once you see it, is not just about the facial features and figure, but also about the temperament.
Two words suddenly appeared in Garreth Pedr's...