C1001 This Debt Has to be Recorded

Gu Linhan's fingers were slender and fair, with distinct joints. When he slid his fingers across the dresses, they were like a moving painting, bringing the best visual enjoyment.

Finally, his fingers stopped on a long black dress.

"This one?" Gu Linhan turned around and asked gently.

Pei Qingle walked over and took a look. This black dress was indeed very beautiful