The courtyard gate was wide open, and the visitor walked straight in.
It was Luo Meili.
Luo Meili was already a ripe peach, and today she seemed even more alluring.
Her face was lightly made up, with a coat of lipstick, and her caramel curls draped loose.
She wore a white dress with black floral print that cinched at the waist. The dress had a slit on the left side that ran all the way up to her hip, and she was wearing a pair of high heels about five or six centimeters tall.
As she moved, her beautiful legs were faintly visible.
She had the allure of a woman in her forties, the flavor of a thirty-year-old, and the beauty of someone in her twenties.
Today, all these age features were combined in Luo Meili.
Zhang Xiaoshan was momentarily stunned.
Yu Xiuxiu was also staring at Luo Meili.
