"My goodness, early in the morning and you're trying to make me nosebleed, sis!"
After he rubbed his nose in frustration, Hu Xiaobei eagerly looked at the picture he had just received...
In the picture, a beautiful leg without any cover gently rested on a pink bedsheet. Whether it was those straight, silky legs or the smooth, jade-like insteps or even the chubby toes painted with nail polish, all stirred a wicked flame in Hu Xiaobei's lower abdomen!
After quickly reciting 'form is emptiness' hundreds of times, Hu Xiaobei finally suppressed that wicked flame.
"Sis, you're going to be the death of me!"
Having regained his composure, Hu Xiaobei took another few glances at it and quickly replied.
In the dressing room, standing in front of the wardrobe and about to pick out clothes, Song Yaling heard her mobile phone ring!
