C94 Living Widow

I couldn't help but laugh at Qiao Meimei's words. Indeed, it seemed inappropriate for a cripple to appear in a bar. I pointed to the chair across from me and said politely, "Take a seat."

Qiao Meimei put her hands behind her back, smoothed her skirt and slowly sat down. As she sat down, I realized that Qiao Meimei was wearing a pair of black silk stockings. Her long legs