As soon as ruan Mianmian entered the interview room, she felt cold for no reason.
It was summer, and the air conditioner was on, but why did the cold wind make her feel so creeped out?
The little guy subconsciously touched the White arm that was exposed outside the little skirt.
The moment she looked up, she was attracted by the uncle who was sitting behind the table. He was very, very, very, very good-looking.
Although the little guy was smart, he was still young and had grown up in country M, so his vocabulary was a little lacking.
Therefore, even if she felt that the uncle in front of her was shockingly beautiful, she could only use 'special' to exclaim his appearance in her heart.
Ah, compared to uncle Jing's Daddi, oh no, Daddi.
The uncle who was even better looking than her father, Wanwan.
Seeing such a good-looking uncle, ruan Mianmian's eyes were already fixed on him.
