Xiaxia's rich levels of cigarette lighting (1)

Mid-Autumn's performance reached its climax, and summer mint moved.

His one move attracted the attention of more than half of the audience.

She opened her eyes that had been closed.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with anticipation. The audience had already seen her soul-stirring beauty in the previous crying scene competition.

Her watery eyes were like gemstones, but also like a clear pool.

But this time, when she opened her eyes, her eyes, which many men would fall for, were filled with the aura of a mature woman.

He seemed to have become a different person from before!

It was different from the hysterical aunt, and it was also different from her lingering crying!

Xia Luohe casually reached out her hand and slowly lifted her hair from her forehead with her long and fair fingers.

A few strands of hair curled at the corner of her lips.

It blocked her charming smile.

Her pink lips were not bright in front of the camera.