Fu Baixue rubbed her chin and tapped her body with her fingertips."Your clothes are not yours, right?"
Such a loose style was not her style.
It looked like a boy's clothes.
Jiang Lingzhi was speechless.
Jiang Lingzhi's face instantly turned red.
Fu Baixue smiled ambiguously.""I haven't seen you for a few days. She said she seemed to like it a few days ago, and she got it?"
".."
"Can't you use more elegant words?"Jiang Lingzhi endured it and corrected her." What do you mean, f * ck?""
"Then…" Fu Baixue rested her arm on the armrest of the chair and looked at her with a straight face."You got it already?"
".."Jiang Lingzhi,"I'm not talking to you anymore.""
"Tell me, what happened?"
Fu Baixue was obviously very curious. She pulled her over and sat her down on the bed.
She sat on the chair opposite her, not letting Jiang Lingzhi escape.""I'm too curious. Tell me quickly."
