"So it's passed the check? It's all a small jasper. I can't stand to see. " Changyu river is leaning against Dongling Luo's arms, turning over the pictures of the beautiful lady one by one, shaking her head while looking at them. Dongling Luo looks at her innocent face and lovely expression, caresses her soft and smooth hair with one hand, and is intoxicated with her face. Changyuxi suddenly pointed to a picture and said, "it's not bad, but it's freckles."

she glances at the portrait. She looks like the daughter of the Minister of the Ministry of punishment. Is that a little freckled... Smile in my heart. Changyuxi pointed...