Jiang Xu arrived at the reception room.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw two very beautiful foreign sisters.
They stood up at once.
The one on the left seemed to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.
Her skin was snow-white, her features full and three-dimensional, with a strong sense of allure in her eyes.
Her nose was straight, her fingers slender, and her figure slim yet voluptuous.
Long curly hair lightly fell on her fragrant shoulders, giving off a very sophisticated feel.
She was wearing jeans and a tank top that was stretched taut.
It looked like it could burst at any moment.
One could tell she had 'seen' many people.
The sister on the right was a bit younger, still carrying a hint of youthful greenness.
Her figure was tall and slender, her face small, not even as big as an adult's palm.
Her eyes shone brightly like jewels.
Her neck was long, and her skin was white and delicate, exuding a healthy flesh tone.
