High-speed rail station, people coming and going, rushing around.
Zhang Xinxin is wearing a gray strap dress that hugs her curves and a brown LV handbag on her shoulder. Her long, slender legs are dressed in a pair of black ankle boots.
To protect from the sun, she specially brought a mask, perfectly showcasing her excellent physique the moment she stepped into the waiting hall, attracting nearly all the gazes from passersby.
"Quick, quick, look over there, there's a beauty."
"My god, man, I really like this one."
"Don't be too infatuated, she's wearing a mask, who knows what she looks like underneath?"
"With that outfit and figure, even if she looks like a flower, I'd accept it. Adults don't care about the face, it's all about the body!"
"Do you think she's a celebrity? Wearing a mask, should we go over and strike up a conversation?"
Feeling the gazes around her, Zhang Xinxin's eyes are cold, standing by two suitcases, with an aloof demeanor.
