C140 Chapter 140

His eyelashes were long and curly, black and black as they swept gently. His face was young and tender, yet it was white and tinged with red. His red lips were even more beautiful like ripe peaches. They were so tender that there was not even a drop of water left. The skin on his body, every size, was so perfect. It was like a masterpiece carved by the most exquisite sculptor...

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