At the airport exit, an exceptionally beautiful woman stood among the crowd, holding a red crocodile leather suitcase and looking around. She wore denim mini shorts, a short and snug top, revealing a delicate waist and sexy abs.
Her figure was tall and slender, with large, wavy, reddish-brown hair naturally cascading down her back, and wispy bangs gently falling on her forehead. Passersby couldn't help but stop to gaze at her, and some even mistook her for a celebrity and wanted to take pictures with her, which she politely declined.
Lu Xinyun waited a bit longer, and when Nangong Xuan didn't show up, she began walking toward the parking lot while talking on the phone and pulling her suitcase along.
Finally, on her fifth call, Nangong Xuan answered the phone.
She said exasperatedly, "Nangong Xuan, if you don't pick up the phone again, I won't look for you!"
"...But I answered, didn't I?"
"Where are you?"
"Garage."
"Alright then, you... Hey hey hey~"
