The white sheer curtain is not thick enough, and it is only used to shelter from the wind.

The outline can be faintly seen from the outside.

Zhou Yinghuai raised his eyes, and inadvertently swept her bending over, the woman was sideways, a touch of mountain peaks shook in front of him, his Adam's apple turned up and down, and his posture leaned back.

The back is pressed against the back of the chair, and the gaze is deep.

Thirsty.

Jiang Mi......

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