C89 Filthy

Looking at the black sports car in front of her, Yu Lian finally found the brand in her last memory of the famous car.

So, Yu Lian walked around the seven-digit treasure and touched the front lid curiously.

Tang Shi'an slapped her hand away in disgust.

"Doggie Tang, this car is not bad. To be honest, it's worth a few million."

Tang Shi'an gave her face and lifted her hair