So the two women talked for almost an hour.

The phone was already hot, and they were still chatting endlessly.

In the warm yellow bedroom, Ji Shuman's slender body was wrapped in a nightdress, lying in a red velvet futon, and her long straight black hair was spread behind her like seaweed.

She was talking to Fang Muyan without a match, occasionally letting out a few laughs.

Her skin is ......

"Under the Abyss" Chapter 344: The lively little wife is hitting her hand, please wait a moment,

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