C97 Not Touching Two Types of Women

The weather in Binhai was constantly changing. Yesterday, it was still cloudy and rainy. Today, the sun was shining brightly. Gu Yimo was driving his sunglasses, but when he was about to reach the back door of the gallery, he took off his sunglasses.

Gu Yimo, who had been dispirited and lazy since the beginning, suddenly became excited. He stroked his chin and asked Mu Chen