C81 Sister's Innocent Sisters

Her cheeks were as red as a red Fuji apple, like a shy little girl. Her eyes were misty and slightly tipsy.

At this moment, Fan Shuang no longer placed too much importance on time. If he had made good use of his time in the past, he would not have to be so flustered or so hasty. Now, all he could do was reminisce.

Looking at her enchanting drunkenness, her moving smile, and her quiet voice