There is no road in the mountain stream, thorns grow everywhere, but in a hidden place, there is a pond. The water here is warm in winter and cool in summer.,Yang Cui's figure was naturally endowed and, thanks to the refraction of water, appeared even more delicate and alluring.,As Zhang Dong leaned closer, Yang Cui felt a warm breath brush against her earlobe. The tingling sensation made her legs go weak and she almost stumbled.。