Adong saw a petite figure outside the fence, looking inside, a girl's son. She was thirteen or fourteen years old, looking like a pretty little beauty with fair skin, about 1.5 meters tall, wearing a one-piece floral skirt, with only a shoulder, the girl had a pair of big talking eyes, her eyes were clear and she had a slightly different appearance than a local in southern Xinjiang, but her skin was white and tender, and her lively and charming girl had a petite figure with delicate shoulders. Her chest looked like she had begun to develop. Her waist was full and she held the skirt with smooth calves under her, and her feet were wearing girlish floral cotton socks, and a pair of ordinary plastic sandals...
Spring March