C975 The Little Woman of the Ghosts

Su Huahua wanted to cry, but no tears came out. She reached out to pat the car door, pretending to be calm, "Lu, Lu Yihan, if you have something to say, we can talk about it. Why are you locking the car door? I just wanted to interview you. How many nails did you give me? "Um, if you don't want to, then don't. Can't I get out of the car?"

"Seems like you took the initiative to climb into my car