C33 Got into yang yu's car

Looking at the box on the table, I really felt like crying.

This was clearly bought by Xin Xue in the past. Last time, I seemed to remember telling her to throw it down the window, but in the end I kept it in the closet in my room. It hadn't been moved at all.

At this moment, my father's expression was very unnatural. He was constantly smoking the cigarette in his mouth