C240 Beat

Liu Xianghua turned around from his seat and looked at the damn fatty behind Mi Qiao. No matter how he looked at him, he got angry.

Although Mi Qiao had opened her skirting skirt's collar to a high level, but if she bent her head down, one could still see a bit of the scenery from her side.

However, Mi Qiao's hair was draped over her shoulders, blocking her view of the surroundings