Little treasure pouted his little mouth and couldn't help but lean into his brother's ear, whispering something.
He seemed to be trying to guess who it was.
People kept coming out of the exit, wave after wave. Sang Xia saw that time had passed, and most of the people had left.
Just as the two of them were chattering away, a tall and slender black figure suddenly appeared.
He was wearing a black trench coat that reached his knees.
Inside was a dark-colored shirt.
Suit pants, high-end handmade leather shoes.
Her hair was slightly long and messy, and her delicate and devilish face was a little thin, which made her look even more fierce and cold.
There were two people behind him, a man and a woman.
Their expressions did not change and they seemed to be in a hurry. When some of the people who came to pick up others saw this, they subconsciously widened their eyes and avoided them, feeling inexplicably scared.
