"Hello," Chuang Chun's voice was soft, and she looked at her indifferently, but her face was soft and combined. "I'm Xun's girlfriend!"

"crash" raindrops beat on two brightly colored umbrellas. Zhuangchun and Song Ranran dressed neatly and nobly. Compared with Mo Xinran at the moment, she is too confused... Even though she was wearing expensive handicraft at the moment, she could not help showing her poor eyes.

But Moxinran didn't feel inferior to the two unkind women in front of her. She even raised her chin indifferently. She looked at her face coldly and said, "If you're here to warn me of something, I'm sorry, the right to decide is...