C418 The Prime Minister's Son Was Plain and Unadorned

July stared at the building across from her. There were two tubes of nosebleed hanging from her nose. From time to time, she would reach out her hand to wipe it. The scene on the opposite side was fiery hot. There were groups of beautiful women, and they were all wearing very little clothes. Asi was sitting on a chair, holding a teacup and sighing