简介:Cheng Keshu waved her hand towards Su Can. This troubled girl who grew up in the small town of Pinghai also lost her immature look. She had a natural charm like a silhouette in autumn water, with delicate white hands and slender fingers grasping the flying beam of light, which made Su Can bear it. I can't help but want to grab this mutton-fat white jade-like soft hand, and then grab it and ravage it.