C133 It Was Nian Yingyao's First Time

He City, Nian Yingyao's villa.

Lu Zhihuan, who had just finished showering, came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her head. She used a clean towel to wipe her wet long hair and picked up her phone with one hand. The WeChat message sent by Nian Yingyao made her frown.

Soon, the corner of her mouth unconsciously curled up