C199 Favorite Marriage 132

Mo Xiaojun's expression was serious, and even his lips were tightly pursed. However, Hai Qingqing, who was leaning on him, couldn't see such an expression, and only the bystanders could see it clearly.

The two were very close and walked towards Hai Qingqing's small red sports car at the same time. This time, Mo Xiaojun was a little more attentive and went to open the car door for Hai Qingqing