A pair of long and slender legs lazily stretched out in a straight line. Occasionally, she would lift them up and place them on the bathtub. Under the light, they were white with a tinge of red and yellow. Some milk flowed along her smooth legs and dripped into the bathtub below. It slid all the way to the bottom, giving off an infinite charm.
Her lips were as thin as a cicada's wings, exquisite and alluring. Recalling the scene when Little Four said that her feet smelled bad, Zhang Ronghua grabbed five toes. Her upper lips were slightly curled up, revealing her white teeth. An impulse appeared. She wanted to smell her feet. Although she knew it was fragrant, she couldn't help it.
She bent her right leg and hugged her little foot, forming an arc with her left leg. As her upper body straightened, the milk parted, revealing a beautiful and illusory scene. Spring appeared, but unfortunately, no one could appreciate this beautiful scene.
