C75 Assassination

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when Jun Xijie finished his work. Chu Feifei was still sleeping. Her black and soft long hair hung loosely on the sofa, like a beautiful flower. Her thick eyelashes curled up and were long and slender.

Her skin was as white as porcelain. Her small and delicate lips were red and moist, making people want to take a bite