As Meng Fu was thinking, he heard him coldly spit out three words, ""It's not clean,"
Meng Fu was speechless.
Her face had successfully darkened.
He stopped talking.
She finished the two cans of Coke.
After the barbecue, su Fu paid for the meal. Meng Fu did not wait for him and walked straight to the hotel. The hotel was not far from the set and there was a scenic spot nearby. Although it was almost midnight, there were still many people.
At the elevator door, a few young men with dyed hair were playing with two girls, who seemed to have had some drinks.
Meng Fu was wearing a hat with a cotton jacket.
Her black cotton-padded jacket was very wide, which made her look very thin. Only her hands could be seen under her injuries.
She held the black phone in her hand. Her fingers were long and slender, white as Jade.
It was a beautiful pair of hands and a beautiful skeleton.
The two young men could not help but whistle at her, their eyes staring at her.
