Chapter Seven Hundred and Thirty-Two
"Little Qiao sister! You're really too good to me."
Hu Mei didn't expect Zhao Xiaoqiao to give her such face. Typically, due to jealousy, their relationship at the Special Action Division wasn't great—who could blame it when Zhao Xiaoqiao was so popular with men.
Sometimes when she harassed the handsome members of the South Chuan Group, Zhao Xiaoqiao would rebut her mercilessly.
But today, the sun rose from the west.
Such an extremely handsome guy.
Zhao Xiaoqiao was so generous to let him be close to her and even encouraged the handsome guy to get more intimate with her. Hu Mei couldn't contain her excitement and joy.
"Did you hear that, little brother? Your group leader told you to get closer to me. Come quick to sister's bowl," Hu Mei said, opening her blood-red painted mouth wide and reaching out her large hand swiftly towards Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan's body slid out of the way, avoiding Hu Mei's hand.
Hu Mei was stunned.
