C92 Same Wristwatch(1)

Wu Xiaodong was standing beside Xiaoxiao. In front of them, there was a tall couple standing next to a poster.

They were both astonishingly beautiful. However, when his gaze landed on Tiancheng's arm, which was being held by Monica, his brows knitted slightly. His gaze subconsciously landed on Xiaoxiao's body.

In the large poster hall, a war without smoke seemed to be quietly brewing