C1866 The President Is in Love!

Ye Mo Bing reached out and helped her tidy up the messy hair on her forehead. Her voice was low and hoarse.

"Alright, get out of the car."

Even her face was so hot that it could be fried eggs when she got out of the car.

Ye Mo Bing looked at her, and her eyes were filled with helplessness and a smile as she walked towards the elevator