Two elegant beauties from the past gracefully removed their silk robes.
A fair and fleshy thigh extended from the skirt.
The thigh was wrapped in matching socks, technically called "Luo Socks,"
Now who could resist that? Zhou Yuwen didn't waste words and surged forward.
As the saying goes, "Today is idle, let's linger for a song and dance."
Removing a bra or a dudou, the purpose is the same, but the experience is different.
Zheng Yanyan wore a little red dudou, while Lu Lin wore a purple one.
Zhou Yuwen went one by one; today truly marked a relentless pursuit, a wrecked heart for her sake.
And during these merry days of Zhou Yuwen, Lu Lin, and Zheng Yanyan,
Jiang Xinyi's mother, Liu Jing, was utterly infuriated by her daughter.
She never expected that her meticulously raised daughter would be so immature.
"Do you think you're still a child?"
"In front of so many people, behaving like a shrew, what exactly are you after?"
