C488 Morning Dew

The morning dew on the floor-to-ceiling window, the spring scenery outside the window, the flowers blooming.

Xia Chuchu stretched lazily, and when she touched Zhang Muye's perfect and full of strength muscles, she immediately woke up.

Zhang Muye had not woken up yet, so Xia Chuchu turned around and placed her fair and beautiful legs on Zhang Muye's body. Her hands tightly hugged Zhang Muye