C35 Disobedience

Gu Yiyi leaned against Gu Yan's arm as though she was boneless. She wore a low-cut black dress, and her fair calves and chest were faintly discernible from the beautiful scenery. It was hard for anyone to not be stunned.

Jiang Yan Sheng couldn't help but roll her eyes. She coldly snorted and tugged on Xiao Feiyun's arm.

"Why didn't you tell me they were here?"

"If I knew earlier