There were many people walking around. Some people noticed the cold and handsome man, but no one noticed the black plastic bag. They probably didn't expect that there would be a hand in the bag.
Leng Xiaomo leaned against the car window and looked at him.
It was like he was looking at a painting.
Two minutes passed in a flash. In the time it took to smoke a cigarette, a person suddenly walked down from the side of the road and walked towards her brother.
She didn't know if her brother had seen it or not.
Leng Xiaomo frowned.
Just as her heart was about to jump out of her chest, she saw the man walk to his brother's side and accidentally bump into him. The next second, a black bag suddenly appeared in his hand.
After that, her brother walked to the car with a bag of other things while smoking.
