Mu Jiyun leaned against the door and waited. It took a long time to see a sergeant-like man come out, but it was not the man he saw in his photo. He could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Xiao Du saw Mu Jiyun's existence as soon as he reached the door. After all, the car beside him was too dazzling. At the same time, he looked at him dimly. The man had a bright white face, with sharp edges and cold handsome; dark and deep eyes, with charming luster; the thick eyebrows, tall nose and beautiful lips all showed nobility and elegance. Mama! No wonder he speaks...