However, when they passed an intersection and the car stopped to wait for the traffic light, Lan Xiao squinted his eyes out of boredom and inadvertently caught a familiar figure.
The blazing sun was like fire, and the fiery red light fell on him. He was wearing a white t-shirt and black pants.
She was still dressed simply, but she had a noble temperament that ordinary people couldn't wear.
He was holding a very, very large box in his hand. The box seemed to be very heavy. He pulled it very slowly, and it was a little strenuous, but it didn't affect him at all. He pulled the box and walked forward step by step.
His shadow was elongated by the sunlight. Lan Xiao's heart trembled at the sight.
She quickly threw a bill to the driver and opened the door to get out of the car in a hurry.
Her footsteps were light as she ran towards Wen Muchu.
"Wen Muchu, what are you doing?"
