C515 Dystrophic

The two of them got into the car. Xia Nan sat in the back seat as usual. Xu Yicheng drove the car out and couldn't help sighing.

"Having lived for 29 years, this is the first time that a student has been taught to make a table. Student Xia Nan, you've set a precedent for me. "

Xia Nan couldn't help but retort in a low voice when her face turned hot