C60 You're Not Monk Tang I Won't Eat You

A man wearing a helmet and driving a motorcycle like this in the middle of the night, can he be a good man?

Shen Chengcheng naturally knew in her heart that she was no longer a seventeen or eighteen year old maiden in love. Towards this kind of young man, she was too lazy to even look at him.

Perhaps Shen Chengcheng's figure was indeed very attractive