Fang Jinxiu's place, well, Tang Rao thinks it's still pretty wild and unrestrained.
It's a converted warehouse with all sorts of things inside, anyway, Tang Rao has no clue what these machines are used for.
The windows of the warehouse are airing out some clothes, stuff like underwear, short hot pants, all dangling daintily.
Most of them are black~~ silk stuff; it seems Fang Jinxiu has a special fondness for black~ silk.
"Boss, don't keep staring at my underwear. If you like it, if you can capture my heart, I'll wear them for you every day," said Fang Jinxiu.
"Can't you wear them even if I don't capture it?" asked Tang Rao.
"Riding without a ticket is not good," Fang Jinxiu rolled her eyes and said.
Tang Rao thinks Fang Jinxiu is a straightforward person, although a bit carefree, she's genuine.
Hard to imagine a woman with such beauty has such a personality.
