C216 Dongling City

The Shu Xiaoshan's aesthetic sense was displayed. Tung Yingying's face was as black as ink. She was not even comparable to a peach tree. This was a direct and direct insult to her. It made her deeply doubt her figure. Her beauty was nothing special!

"You are actually comparing me to those ordinary trees..." On the spot, Tung Yingying was so angry that she trembled