C3162 Pheasant

Hearing that, Tan Jingyuan looked at Xie Chen across the table with a smile that was not really a smile: "Who says I am?"

"Women always look good for themselves," Tang Moci said as he sat at the head of the table. He changed the wine glass in his hand and lightly swirled the liquid in it, "I'm afraid my little sister is too big to keep.

Hearing that, Xie Chen smiled