The convertible jeep nestled between two tanks, like a child squeezed by two adults. The pitiful scene needs no description, with the side mirror nearly scraping against the tank at less than 1 centimeter's distance. The driver's skillful parking was undoubtedly impressive.
Hang Menglin couldn't help but glare at the large liberation truck not far away. Whatever concerns verified, it was clear that this was meant to trouble her. If she wanted to get in the vehicle, she could only hop onto the hood or climb over the neighboring tank to get into the cabin.
Of course, she could perform this series of actions very gracefully, but as the instructor and chief teaching officer, no matter how gracefully she moved, the students would still gossip about her being played by that girl.
Xing Nong withdrew her head from the back of the tent and whispered into Luo Ye's ear, "Luoluo, you definitely did it on purpose, to piss off the female Yama, haha..."
