C876 Memory Killing

It was the person Su Muying didn't want to meet the most.

The woman was still in that seductive position.

However, there was a look of surprise on her face when she saw Su Muying.

He thought she was looking for him again.

"Why are you here?"

Ling Feiyu stepped on a dozen centimeters of thin heels.

She was almost a head taller than Su Muying