C1667 Impoverished Aristocracy

After saying that, Wang Qian felt a smooth and tender arm wrapped around his waist.

When he turned around, he saw that Bai Niaomeijia's face was already covered in tears.

"Master, I'm afraid that one day, my eyes will be as empty as theirs. I can't wait for my lover to see the future. I …"

As he said that, Bai Niaomeijia threw himself into Wang Qian's embrace once again