穿成大师兄后每天都在修罗场

Tian Muwan's eyes moved from Ning Cheng's face to Ning Cheng's messy hair. There was a faint pain in her heart again, and the mudslide seemed to appear in front of her eyes. Ning Xiaocheng fled desperately with her on his back. Without Ning Xiaocheng, she would have died long ago....