C90 Beauty Killer

Qiuyue stared at Huangmao and said, "Look at the place that you've found for me. I don't think it's safe to repair a car like this."

"Brother Yue, Brother Yue, don't be angry, I was just saving Brother Yue some money. Look, we didn't even spend any money to repair the car today, did you think!? " Huangmao chuckled.

Qiuyue really wanted to punch this guy in the face