First Love

Half an hour later, Zhao Xiaorann was downstairs.

This was a middle-class district. There were fake mountains, man-made canals, and even greenery. However, it was very simple and wasn't the type that was meticulously designed.

Zhao Xiaorann squatted in front of the door and kept looking around. When Lu Chen's Passat came to a stop, she slowly stood up and took a step forward.

Lu Chen got out of the car and locked the car by remote control. Zhao Xiaorann asked in a reserved manner, "You, you came."

Lu Chen nodded slightly. The light outside was very weak and he could not see the other party's face clearly. He could only see a familiar silhouette. She was still beautiful, sexy.

Zhao Xiaorann brought Lu Chen upstairs.

She lived in two rooms and a living room. The room was very simple, but it was very clean.