When you smile, your mouth flaps like a calm meniscus, and when you speak, your voice sounds like an oriole's hoof.
A group of Dai girls came. Their figure is so slim, their steps are so light and their manners are so generous, as if a group of beautiful fairies descended from the sky.
Her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, sweeping out shallow worries on her delicate face, adding a little pity to her originally surprisingly beautiful face.
The bright eyes are sensitive to ancient spirits, the gas field is compelling, bright and moving, playful and lovely, with a cicada's head flying and a beautiful smile, small and exquisite.
Smiling face has a pair of beautiful eyes, dotted with childish long eyelashes, and those black eyes are like two crystal grapes.
People on the hillside are like the moon, the wrist is frozen with frost and snow, and the clear water produces hibiscus. Naturally, who is cuter than her? Carved, yet she lives alone in an empty valley. It is the color of proud frost, and its fragrance contains autumn dew. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. They are dancing in the heart of the willow building and singing at the bottom of the peach blossom fan.