C159 Elder Zu's Fame Senior Sister Ning Meng

The woman's wine-red hair rolled down her shoulders, looking tired. Her classical oval face, under her thin brows, was a pair of languid and seductive eyes. Her nose bridge was raised high, and under the bright red corner of her mouth was a beauty mole.

This woman... It was as if she could only exist in a painting. No, perhaps even a painting wouldn't be able to bring out her beauty and charm