Roppongi, Kanzaki Apartment.
Lu Liang returned home, and it was already one in the morning.
In the living room, a small chandelier was lit. Erii leaned on the sofa, her eyes tightly closed, covered with a small blanket.
Women in Tokyo were generally of short stature, and Sakurada Miyuki being 165 cm tall had a lot to do with her mother's genes.
Erii, nearing forty, perfectly embodied the charm of a woman in her prime, still graceful.
Her height must have been over 160 cm. Clad in a brown slip nightdress, she appeared slightly disheveled at the moment, exposing a large area of her fair skin.
Her long legs were curled up, mostly covered by the thin blanket, her contour strikingly attractive. One foot peeked out, the blue veins on her instep visible, the toenails painted red.
Sakurada Miyuki lay on the other end of the sofa, her big eyes bright and alert. Watching Lu Liang looking at her mother, her face revealed a puzzled expression.
