Yue Xiaowan: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, Chuchu, don't be angry. It's not that bad, it's sexy. You can consider switching to a sexy route in the future."
Qiao Chuchu was so angry she almost threw her phone away.
A bunch of lousy friends!
Lousy friends!
Qiao Chuchu walked up to the mirror and looked at herself carefully, not having noticed anything on a daily basis.
Fu Ziqian walked in and saw Qiao Chuchu checking herself out in the mirror from multiple angles.
"What's happening?" Fu Ziqian asked.
At the sound of Fu Ziqian's voice, Qiao Chuchu frowned, turned her head, and looked at Fu Ziqian: "Fu Ziqian, this is my house. Could you knock before you enter my room next time? Can't you be a little less casual? Do you really think of this place as your own home?"
"You belong to me, so of course your room does as well…" Fu Ziqian said indifferently.
Qiao Chuchu gave Fu Ziqian a cold look and ignored him, continuing to look in the mirror.
