C545 I Don't Believe It

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the carriage stopped by the Qingling River.

Just as Shuangyao was about to get up, the man's slender arms grabbed her body and carried her down.

Shuangyao still could not get used to it, but it was not good to argue with him at this time.

After getting off the carriage, Shuangyao realized how chaotic the Qingling River was