C766 Hades in Memory

Christine held a glass of white wine in her hand and leaned against the carved white cylindrical railing. She wore a translucent black nightgown made of silk, sticking closely to her beautiful body in the wind, outlining her round twin peaks and her perky buttocks. Her mesmerizing face seemed to be one of the world's fiercest pink-colored poisons at the moment.

Yang Chen raised his head