Thud—her whole body ricocheted out and she crashed onto the ground, feeling dizzy and seeing stars.
The next second, a magnetic but annoyed voice came to her ears, "Looking to die?"
That voice...
Damn sexy!
Fan Yuke lifted her plump little face with aggrieved tears streaming, the pain causing a flood of tears. Through the blurry veil of her tears, she saw a familiar, fiendishly handsome face.
Mu Bailang was leaning lazily with one hand on the steering wheel, half his head sticking out, taunting her with no good humor.
When he saw the person sprawled on the ground was Fan Yuke, his brow twitched violently.
"It's you again?"
Fan Yuke quickly calculated in her mind; Shen Jun might catch up at any moment!