"Hey, pretty lady, where are you going?" A young white man in his twenties greeted han Jingjing with a smile on his face. Judging from his clothes, he was not a rich man. Bumblebee was just an ordinary model and could barely be considered as a mid-to low-end one in Europe. However, this guy's expression made him look like a rich second generation. The only thing missing was the word 'I want to hit on you' written on his face. It was your honor '.
Han Jingjing squinted her eyes slightly and revealed a harmless and innocent smile.""I'm going to osdor, which is in front. Can you give me a ride?"
"Of course, no problem. Get in the car!" The White young man said with a warm smile. He opened the door to the passenger's seat for han Jingjing, but han Jingjing had already opened the door to the back seat and sat down.
