Ye Xixi woke up groggily, and after getting up, she didn't wash her face or brush her teeth, with disheveled hair, she ran downstairs. The most outrageous part was, she was still wearing a white nightgown!
The silk camisole nightgown clung softly to her skin, outlining her petite figure exquisitely. Lace trim wrapped around the neckline of the bodice, with clusters of fluttering petals blooming on her sexy collarbone. On her chest was a pink kitty cat, its eyes perfectly printed on her cute little ****.
Especially with her lazy stretching action, the hem of her skirt lifted, revealing a pair of long, fair ****, exuding a charm that did not match her age.
Yet on the face of this charming little fairy was a dazed look of not being fully awake, her slightly pouted mouth making a smacking sound, long eyelashes curled, carrying an ineffable touch of laziness and cuteness.
The entire person exuded a damn deadly attraction.
