C3947 The Goddess of Elegance

The chairman was here, and everyone was looking forward to it. The men in line were in a mess as they climbed through the glass window of the door. They wanted to lick the screen, and their faces were filled with infatuation. Yang Ping almost vomited blood when he saw this. F * ck, is there a need for a woman to be like this?

Yang Ping shook his head and looked back. He was stunned