C28 A Storm at a Banquet

He was wearing a camel's white shirt and jeans, a loose striped suit with a few loose strands of hair hanging loose from his forehead, and a cigarette between his fingers. He leaned against the car and smoked.

It was a dark yellow sky, and it looked like it was filming an unparalleled movie.

She grabbed Tang Xiaoyan's arm and kept yelling excitedly. Tang Xiaoyan frowned