C2839 Devil Girl

Qing Qing stuck out her tongue but didn't explain. She went back to her original spot and asked Yang Ping if he wanted to drink or drink. She picked up the lighter on the table and slowly lit a cigarette. "Is that strange?"

Yang Ping took a deep breath and became more and more curious about Qing Qing.

Who was this woman?

"The flies have left. Let's talk business."

Qing Qing smiled