an xiaowan rolled her eyes when she saw the familiar car outside.
an xue again!
he saw an xue stretch out her long legs and walk out of the sports car elegantly.
she was wearing a pair of high-waisted chiffon pants and a pair of exquisite high heels today, probably to cover her wound. her makeup was exquisite, and her hairstyle was obviously done.
an xiaowan touched her long natural hair and clicked her tongue.
In comparison, she was simply a tomboy.
after an xue got out of the car, she smugly turned her head and looked at the back seat of the car. she knew that the person sitting in the car must be an xiaowan. moreover, she had deliberately made chen yinian stop in this position!
They had stopped just like that. She wanted to see what an Xiaowan could do.
An Xue's heart was filled with hatred for an Xiaowan. At this time, such a small action could only make her feel a little better.
