"You are willing to come to see me at last..."

Lu Zhen's voice was heard through the light curtain. He sighed helplessly. The door of the house opened in time, and the ghost lotus walked in.

he got up himself, and soon came to the reception hall on the first floor, where the ghost lotus had been seated.

guihehua's black skirt looks a little enchanting. Looking at her like this, Lu Zhen is in a dignified mood, especially with a V-shaped mouth in front, a piece of snow muscle exposed, and a sense of being vulgar.

"you are not much older..."

the ghost lotus took out a box of cigarettes...