It was a woman wearing a tight black skirt. The material of the skirt fit her body tightly, as if it were a second layer of skin, showing off her curvy figure to the fullest. Her steps were light and had a unique rhythm. Every step seemed to step on Lin Tao's heart, making his heart beat faster involuntarily. Her skin was as white as mutton-fat jade, glowing with a soft luster, and looked even more attractive in the dim light. The exquisite facial features are like carefully carved works of art, and there is an enchanting charm between the eyebrows and eyes, especially the pair of slightly upturned red phoenix eyes, which seem to hide endless stories in the movement of their eyes. Her lips were plump and sexy, painted with a bright lipstick, like a ripe cherry, which made people want to kiss her lips. Her long, glossy black hair draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, swaying gently as she walked, exuding a charming fragrance.
