C68 Go to My House

Lan Yov turned around and looked at the man coldly.

The woman had a head full of golden wavy hair. Her face was delicate and delicate, and one could not tell her real age. There was a hint of restraint in her flamboyant beauty.

Her figure was hot. She wore a beautiful light purple cheongsam that accentuated her curves. Her skin was as white as snow