"Come on, you can't say it, can you? I told you, don't try to guess a color. You'll never get it right!"
Zhou Qian, seeing Tang Luo constantly touching his nose, said proudly.
"Transparent, of course you can't guess that."
Tang Luo touched his nose again, it was warm and moist, and he wasn't sure if he was about to get a nosebleed.
"What did you say?"
Hearing Tang Luo's words, Zhou Qian's eyes widened suddenly.
"Uh, Sister Zhou, the divine predictor that I am, I have divined that today you're wearing transparent thongs!"
Screech!
Zhou Qian's hand on the steering wheel shook, and the A4 nearly crashed into the back of the car in front.
Fortunately, she braked in time, and there were no cars behind them. Otherwise, a rear-end collision was inevitable!
"Sister Zhou, keep calm, drive slower."
Tang Luo was also startled, damn, was that reaction necessary?
"How did you know?"
Zhou Qian stared at Tang Luo with a face that seemed to have seen a ghost.
