Yan Ling?
Song Xiaoyan knows her!
Lin Tian was surprised and looked at the girl again, stepped forward, and indeed found that the sports car in front of him had broken down.
In front of the red sports car, there were two figures.
A man and a woman, both about twenty years old.
The woman was wearing a pure white knee-length dress, her long hair was tied up, and her face was heavily made up, which made her already quite a pretty face even more alluring.
However.
Compared to Yan Ling standing in the shade by the roadside, her looks, figure, and other aspects were far less attractive.
The young man standing next to her had short cropped hair, a square face, and looked exceptionally handsome and dashing.
With his tall stature, he appeared even more masculine and charming.
At this moment.
The young man was busy checking the car in front, seemingly looking for the cause of the breakdown.
Yan Ling, who was standing in the shade behind, turned her head at this moment.
