The Goddess Doctorap

The voice was that of puberty, a bit raspy, but to Chen Mengtian it was pleasing.,Chen Mengtian grabbed the year's arm with all her might, deforming his arm.,His eyes, long and narrow like peach blossoms, were slightly narrowed, his gaze as cold as winter, fixated on Chen Mengtian who lay unconscious on the bed, unknowingly clutching at him tightly.。