Magic City's October is like a delicate woman, gentle in nature but unpredictable.
Just like today, when Zhong Huilan got up in the morning, she saw a ray of sunlight through the gaps in the clouds, but now it's overcast again.
Perhaps... it's also like her mood at the moment.
Zhong Huilan sighed, slowly stretched out her legs in the dimly lit bedroom, and then lifted them up.
If the not-so-famous connoisseur Mr. Zhou Wang were here now, he would surely be full of praise.
Zhong Huilan's legs are long and well-proportioned, with smooth lines. Her skin is as delicate and smooth as congealed fat, with a healthy sheen, emitting a faint halo even in the dim light.
Her feet are not small, but white as jade, with large, arching curves, always making people feel there could be other wonderful uses...
In short, these are a pair of long legs that make people want to admire them in detail.
"Unfortunately, there's not even someone to appreciate them..."
