C352 Three women

Zhang Min smiled as she stretched out her hand. Her small mouth pouted, making her look adorable.

Mo Xiaoru sneered, "Young master, why aren't you going? I'm getting impatient."

The Obsidian Forest was incomparably depressed. He slowly walked to the opposite side, but didn't take Zhang Min's hand. Instead, he extended his hand in a gesture of invitation.

Zhang Min was slightly disappointed