Ghost King and Evil Concubine

It's night, everything is silent. On the top floor of a Paris building, a tall woman stood with her feet on the edge of the rooftop, as if her body would fall like a leaf if the wind got stronger. The bright moonlight shines on the earth, revealing the woman's face at a glance! I feel particularly pity for the big silhouette-like eyes on her pure and lovely face, and her small cherry lips under the straight bridge of her nose, which are charming and charming. Wheat-colored skin gives people a feeling of health and vitality, slightly curly brown hair is tied into a lively braid, and her slender thighs are wearing a goose-yellow ultra-short miniskirt. She is as sweet and cute as a Barbie doll...