a familiar scar

her slender waist was partly hidden and partly visible as she moved.

there was a flaw on the fair skin of the waist that was as beautiful as a piece of art.

A scar.

Perhaps everyone thought that a supermodel's body would be as perfect as a piece of art, as if God had created a flawless work, as beautiful as a dream.

however, at this moment, an xiaowan's body was obviously flawed.

The scar was neither big nor small. When she turned around and bent over slightly, it could be clearly seen.

Jing luochen suddenly stood up.

his reaction was too big, and he didn't care about anything else around him, so he knocked over the plates on the table and the water in the cup spilled all over.

However, he didn't seem to feel it at all. His eyes were still fixed on an Xiaowan's direction.