An arrogant woman with blonde hair spoke first. Her tone was strange. Sang Xia had just thrown a bag of fruits into the room. When she heard the voice, she looked up and saw the other person. She raised her eyebrows slightly and sneered in her heart.
The woman in front of him was such a coincidence.
Even if she had face blindness, she could still tell who the sharp voice came from.
Not to mention this head of long golden hair, falling on her head, it always made him feel that it was very glaring.
it's beyond my expectations that a defeated opponent can still attract my attention so enthusiastically when he sees me. As expected, he's thick-skinned and even a machine gun can't penetrate his skin. Sang Xia said with a fake smile.
Who else could his defeated opponent be but Bessi?
