C1783 This Woman Is Not Simple

Murong Xiaoxiao glared at Lin Zicong fiercely, then turned and walked towards the villa. On the living room's sofa on the second floor, Murong Qinger leaned against it, the hand in her palm seemed to be more important than the argument outside.

Just from the view of her back view, this girl was very beautiful. It was no wonder that Liu Cheng was so infatuated