C829 A Mystic

Lin Wushuang got out of the car under everyone's gaze.

Of course, before she could meet the gazes of the two rookies, she was blocked by Ai Xinxin who had come to complain.

"Master, master. " Ai Xinxin ran in front of Lin Wushuang and pouted her mouth. Her face was full of grievance. How could she still have the usual appearance of a sister?

Lin Wushuang leaned against the car door and smiled