Dahui and Xiaoliang had been hearing Ruan Xuan talk about his Sister Jiaojiao a lot recently. They couldn't wait to open the backseat door to see what the young girl looked like.
The moment the car door opened, Dahui and Xiaoliang were stunned.
They saw a young girl leaning against the backseat with her eyes closed. Her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders like seaweed, and her skin was as fair as snow. She was wearing a white sweater and a light pink woolen vest, paired with a pleated skirt and suede boots. Her legs were straight and long.
Her facial features were exquisite and flawless, like a doll on display.
This young lady was really good-looking. She was exactly what every straight man wanted.
That was what Dahui and Xiaoliang thought.
"Sister Jiaojiao, we're here," Ruan Xuan deliberately shouted at her.
However, Chi Jiao didn't seem to have heard him. Her eyelids didn't move and her body remained motionless.
