C86 What Kind of Trash

Sure enough, Gu Linhan's gaze landed on her without any hesitation. A faint smile hung on his lips.

Pei Qingle was furious. She glared at him and quickly looked at the others. Fortunately, those people had their own thoughts and did not pay attention.

He was flirting with her in front of everyone.

Bah, what did he flirt with her for?

The more Pei Qingle thought about it