"Bring it in."

"Yes."

Ximen Qiancheng stood up, walked to the door, and waved his hand in one direction of the corridor.

There was a clattering clog outside the door, and Simon Mandu followed the sound to the door.

A neon woman wearing a kimono and stepping on clogs, walking like a golden lotus, twisted her graceful waist and walked in.

Compared with Chinese women, the height of neon women is a little small and exquisite.

But he is short in height and full of goods.

The fullness of the chest almost bursts the kimono, and the snow-white beautiful legs under the clothes are also exposed.

It's like a watery peach, exuding the stuffy fragrance of rouge.

Next, eight neon women walked in a row.

All kinds of fancy dresses, except for ......

Chapter 169 of "The Female President's Personal Strong Dragon" The Neon Woman is hitting her hand, please wait a moment,

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