Fu Zhimei sniffed the fragrance of the little woman, listened to her soft words, cool face had a crack, like a spring breeze smile, so that the women who came and went could not help but stop looking sideways frequently.

No matter how dull I am, I can also feel the envy and envy of women from all walks of life. If I accept the envy, hum, how about making you more jealous?

Look up at Fu Zhiyu, eat what grows up so tall, look more at the neck are sore.

reach for his face, reach for his eyes, then his nose, lips, all the way down,

there is no...