After all, Ling Zhizhong's pupils were out of control. The sunlight was very dazzling, but the pupils gradually became larger and even became unable to move at all. For a moment, Ling Zhizhong couldn't find any words to describe the beauty of the woman in front of him - a black business dress, all the exposed skin of the woman was dazzlingly white - although she was wearing a mask, her slender neck like a swan, the hands clasped at the waist holding the handbag, and the two calves between the knee-length skirt and the high heels. The afternoon sunlight slanting in from the window was like a spotlight, shining on the woman's body, making her skin look whiter and whiter.
Intention: There are many forced forces in life, and in the hands of those in power, they are probably driven by desire.
