She wore a light purple top, accentuating her impressive figure. A pair of black pencil pants highlighted her long legs. Her oval face was as delicate as a painting, with fair skin and rosy cheeks. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her fragrant shoulders, swaying gently in the breeze. Even with her hair flowing, it couldn't conceal those domineering, powerful eyes.,I almost lost my temper. I really wanted to ask Chen Mu, you demand a grand show, but this show is just a sham! You want to drink Romanée-Conti, but it's just okay Are you sure you're not playing with us,She looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, delicately sculpted like a porcelain doll. Like Ji Wan Yun, she had long, glossy black hair, appearing ethereal and otherworldly.。