"Hiss..."
Zhao Tienan suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, as if all his visual nerve cells were boiling at this moment.
This is just too beautiful!
Today, Li Wanqing was wearing a light purple cheongsam that outlined her pear-shaped figure splendidly.
The slit of the cheongsam was very high, almost reaching the waist.
Her long legs, vaguely visible, were adorned with sexy, seductive black stockings, making one swallow hard.
The peaks on her chest were towering, and through the hollow design at the neckline, a deep, endless cleavage could be faintly seen.
And it was this hazy feeling that made one's heart itch even more, almost wishing to tear open the neckline to carefully appreciate the enigma within.
A cascade of black hair was elegantly tied up high, and her face wore light makeup, instantly revealing her elegant and yet undeniably beautiful aura.
This was simply the Yaochi Fairy, so beautiful that Zhao Tienan's mind almost short-circuited.
