In the city, mo Sanmiao was driving his car and was stuck in a traffic jam. After he got out of the car, he leaned against the car and smoked a cigarette. He reached out to wipe his hair and threw a glance at the woman in front of him.
"Hi," he said. He walked forward and greeted her like a gentleman.""What a coincidence, we meet again."
"Young master mo! What's the matter?" When Zhao Meng saw him, she reached out and casually tied her long hair into a bun, looking at him in confusion.
Mo Sanmiao looked at her, casually tying her hair. Her hair was a little messy, but there was a sense of real beauty. He was stunned.
"We'll talk in the car?" He said.
Seeing this, Zhao Meng looked at the time and said,""I'm going to the medical school, can you give me a ride?"
"Sure." He said.
After she got into the car, mo Sanmiao walked around the car, got into the car, and stepped on the accelerator.
