Chapitre 102: Chapter 40-1: A bottle of perfume

//5:00PM//

In the heart of the basin, amidst the hot drops of water falling through the sprinkler; Her porcelain body relaxed carelessly, in ecstatic relief, caught between her pulsing thinking and the spreading foam.

Her neck was slightly flushed, as were her bare cheeks, and the tip of her nose was slightly inclined back, quite relaxed; Meditating with a clear mind, closed eyelids, under the shadows of her eyelashes intertwined together, in harmony.

That small, straight nose, lips pressed together, gave a steady, steady breath.

The feeling itself was pure and unforgettable.

When her sleepy eyelids parted slightly again, she let out a soft, relaxed grunt.

She looked at the flowery ceiling like a white cloud, pure and quietly fleeting, then pursed her lips with a sigh.

The pursed lips were faintly and ghostly, firm and with an elegant and soft gesture.

Obviously, she enjoyed it.