C48 White Lotus Enters the Stage

Seeing Tao Youling's deflated expression, Wu Xiaoxiao felt even more comfortable.

Her hand, which had been holding onto the cocoa cup, pushed away the woman standing in front of the machine.

"Good dogs don't block the way. Don't you know that?"

As the woman spoke, she tiptoed to the front of the machine.

However, when had Tao Youling ever suffered such a situation? Fortunately