In May, I met a woman.
It doesn't matter how we met, we were together for three days in a row. She was very relaxed from the beginning. In early summer, the temperature climbed to thirty degrees. When she came to see me, her upper body was wrapped in a loose gray sweatshirt with balls raised in some places. She wore black stockings underneath, which were spread widely by her legs. A large area of light yellow flesh color was revealed under the faint gauze. The sweatshirt can cover her butt, but it makes her legs thick and shiny. This difference makes me think that she is a person who knows how to welcome and refuse.
Concept: Absurd Beijing Driftism