C90 Carbuncle

Chen Suya still brought a cheongsam. It was a simple purple dress, white buttons, and a simple red plum flower on her chest. Just one look was enough to make one fall in love with it.

Although she was the one who wore it, the style was not old at all.

Tang Xiaoyan had never worn a cheongsam before, but she could imagine the beautiful charm of the cheongsam. She could not wait to put it on