The woman wore a white short skirt and at that moment was in Anjue's arms.
She could see the surging waves in front of her chest and the fair skin, she could see her face, a very beautiful and exquisite woman, not inferior to the big stars on TV, one could describe her as a fairy.
At least at first glance, she was stunning.
The key thing was, that beautiful face was actually unadorned.
Her hair was long, very soft, black, cascading over her shoulders, it was obvious that it had been well-maintained for a long time.
Anjue looked up at the sound of the door opening, a glimpse of panic flashed across his face when he saw Ye Xiaoyu, he hurriedly pushed Linda away who was in his arms, and looked at Ye Xiaoyu with slight unease: "Little Fish..."
Ye Xiaoyu felt as if a thunderbolt struck her from head to toe, her blood was boiling, it was very uncomfortable.
Clearly, he was still lingering with her in the morning, and now he was here ambiguously with another woman.
