C218 Is My Brain Stuck by the Door

As soon as she entered the room, Qian Yueyin saw Qian Renxue leaning against the bed.

Because Qian Renxue had been intimate with Yuan Muchuan for a long time, the blush on her face had yet to fade and there was a hint of spring in her eyes. Her originally breathtaking face was even more tender and tender, like a blooming peach blossom that attracted tender love