A deep and pleasant baritone with an arrogant tone yelled from across the way.
The female comrades all looked over curiously, just having finished training, and Qin Cuifen, who had only managed two replacements in results, was grimacing as she prepared to rejoin the group, just as she passed by Meng Ping.
At a single glance, she was so shocked that her mouth fell open!
She looked like a goddess!
Oh my God! How could there be such a handsome man? He was infinitely more attractive than the pretty boys on television.
When the female comrades saw Meng Ping speaking, they too were dumbstruck and couldn't snap out of it.
Handsome and dashing, with an imposing air and a mischievous smile that made women's hearts race uncontrollably. He embodied every woman's fantasy, even more handsome than the male god Shen Jianguo.
