C95 The Symbol of the Birthmark

Late at night, the wind howled and rain poured down as Ye Fann smoked on the balcony. Inside the living room, a group of young women surrounded Xinying, bombarding her with questions.

“How long have you been married to the master?” This was a fairly normal question.

“Are you really a 38D? How do you manage that? Teach me your secrets!” This one was a bit cheeky.

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