"..."
At this moment, within the cramped stall of the men's restroom, Yan Huan's eyes reflected Spencer's attractive pink face.
Spencer's looks were actually very dashing and aggressive.
Combined with her three-dimensional features, markedly different from those of the East Continent people, she naturally exuded a complex aura of danger and beauty.
People often say "the finishing touch."
Now, up close, Yan Huan felt that Spencer was like a fierce dragon that had been given the eyes of a dumb ox by the artist.
Her gaze and expression always conveyed a sense of stupidity...
Of course, it was also that clear.
Her face was like an inverted seascape.
The white sand was her fair skin, surrounding that clear sea.
That was her eyes.
In the ocean reflected the fluffy white clouds of the sky, those were her neat white teeth.
And the shy red sun hidden amongst the white clouds was her alluring tip of the tongue.
Seeing this, Yan Huan's throat made a slight movement.
