C70 Pengci

Mu Xiaoyue got up from the inertia and sat down. She saw a young girl sitting in front of the car. She had a haggard face, shoulder-length hair, and a pretty face. There were tears in her eyes, but she used all her strength to not let it flow down. She looked delicate and pitiful.

Mu Xiaoyue looked at her. Why did the more she looked