C183 Party

She wore a brown dress, a short skirt with a high waist. The hem of the skirt fell onto her knees, sweeping across the perfect shape of her knees. It was made of snow-white fabric that fluttered in the wind, but it didn't feel too light or unstable. It wrapped around the long sleeves of his arms, which were tightly tied with a thin white leather rope.

Siqi looked around and nodded: "Not bad