At the beginning of June, on the night streets.
Cheng Qiuyu looked at the two friends approaching and then glanced at the silver car on the other side.
A puzzled expression appeared on her face, "Wenning, Dongbing, what were you guys doing over there? I think I saw you kicking the car with your feet."
Liu Wenning said with a relaxed face, "That car owner is a real idiot, parking all over the place in our neighborhood before, and even shining the headlights at me."
Zhou Dongbing shrugged nonchalantly and said boastfully, "Heh, I just so happened to step in a mud puddle on the road, and my shoes got really dirty, so I wiped the mud on it, sort of as a way to vent for Wenning."
Hearing this, Cheng Qiuyu pursed her lips and frowned slightly, "Isn't this not quite right? And there are cameras around as well."
