C3001 Seven Seconds of Body-forging

"Can we talk?" Situ Qingcheng walked in front of Dongfang Qingyu and stopped in front of him. A faint fragrance hit her face.

"I am very busy." A beauty was very attractive, especially a beauty of Situ Qingcheng's level. No matter from the front, the side, or the back, from any angle, she was so flawless and breathtaking.

However, Dongfang Qingyu did not feel much about her. She was naked