"Do you know how to write the word 'dead'?"
Wu Jie asked with a smirk:
"And you're still talking about life ambitions, huh? If my sis-in-law hears this, do I even want to keep my little life?"
Zhang Hao chuckled, "I'm just kidding! Anyone wandering the streets this late at night can't be up to much!"
No sooner had he spoken than a long-dressed beauty walked by.
As both men glanced up, neither felt a twinge of excitement.
A face like a melon seed, eyebrows like willow leaves.
A delicate nose, rosy lips.
Long hair over her shoulders, a gentle smile.
Her skin wasn't the fairest or like snow, but it was still smooth and delicate.
From head to toe.
Earrings, pendants, watches, handbags...
All were quite exquisite. Although not luxury brands, they were definitely not cheap.
Anyway.
She was definitely a petite bourgeois beauty!
And at first glance, she really had the look of an online celebrity.
