C617 Telephone

In the next second, Mu Qinghuan shifted her gaze away from his face.

Finally realizing that something was amiss, Ouyang Meiluo also saw Feng Cheng.

In that moment, Ouyang Meiluo's beautiful face turned pale.

"Kidney, I won't donate. "Man, I don't want it."

Mu Qinghuan opened the door with a calm expression on her face. "Miss Ouyang, I'll treat you to get off the car