Three Heads and Six Arms

"What's the matter?" asked Zhang Ronghua.

Yang Hongling tried her best to appear natural. Her beautiful gem-like eyes were not mixed with any strange emotions. With a faint smile, she stretched out her index finger and hooked it twice."Come closer."

Without a doubt, Zhang Ronghua took a step forward. The distance between them was less than an arm. Standing there, he could clearly smell the fragrance coming from her body. There was the smell of the milk of the Heavenly Fragrant Cow and the unique fragrance of a woman. Mixed together, it formed a unique temperament. It was fresh, heat-resistant, and could not be tired of smelling it.