She struggled to get up because of the slit in her nightdress, and as she swayed, the lines of her white straight calves loomed.

Fu Zhuoyi drank wine at night, and his calves seemed to glow, hooking his eyes and falling on it.

His nerves were slightly dull and he didn't move immediately.

The door was ajar.

He was inside the door, she was outside the door, one heart swaying, the other hesitating.

Foot......

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