Jiang ranxi thought it was a good idea.
She glanced at the girls surrounding Lu Yichen but did not dare to get close to him, and she scoffed coldly.
If one didn't get close to the mountain-top flower, how could one pick it?
She walked over to him with elegant steps.
When she reached his side, she stumbled and knocked into him.
"I'm sorry ..."
The corners of her eyes drooped slightly, and she had a pitiful expression on her face.
Not far away, han qiqing had just taken a sip of fruit juice to calm herself.
However, when she looked up, she saw Jiang ranxi standing beside Lu Yichen.
"F * ck!" Han qiqing cursed.
Especially when she saw Jiang ranxi sticking so close to Lu Yichen, she almost wanted to fly over and pull her away.
"How can this person be so shameless!"
Song Shijun chuckled at the side. &Quot; when have you ever seen her care about her pride? "