After a few rounds of simple conversation, Yu Weixiao finally turned his head, and everyone could see his appearance clearly. He was stunningly beautiful, like a great beauty.
Tuanzi blinked, "Miaomiao, should I call you Ninth Senior Brother or Ninth Senior Sister?"
Yu Weixiao slightly opened his mouth, slightly opened his mouth, and it was almost ten seconds before he said, "Senior Brother."
It was a man's voice, low and magnetic, which completely mismatched his beautiful face.
Tuanzi held her face, looking below his neck, "But, but..."
The police officer beside them got a little impatient and quickly said, "It's fake. Maybe your senior brother just has this preference, which is quite normal, since there are quite a few crossdressers these days."
Duan Xiayou and Gu Wangchao simultaneously said, "I've learned something new."
Yu Weixiao: "There... are... rea... sons... I... don't... have... this..."
