Jiang Ruan removed her helmet, shook her head a little, ran her fingers through her hair, and looked in that direction along the night view.
There are not many street lights here, all depends on the headlights of the motorcycles. Directly ahead, there were about six or seven motorcycles parked, with a few people sitting casually on them, joking and chatting. Not many female participants, but plenty of rich kids' female companions.
Despite the chill, they dress lightly, trying hard to make small talk and laugh with the men beside them.
"Just these ones?"
She asked casually, sucking on a candy.
Apparently, she did not care too much.
Luo Mengmeng's nose was red from the cold wind, making her small face even more adorable.
"Those are nothing. It's the one in the corner that's truly remarkable."
The youngster tucked her hands into her sleeves and pointed in a direction.
Jiang Ruan, still licking her candy, looked thoughtfully in that direction.
