C678 It's Just a Kiss It Doesn't Matter

Feng Shengning sat beside Zhao Jiashu.

Looking at the side of his face as he seriously drove.

He couldn't help but feel a bit of sweetness in his heart.

He wasn't sure if it was because he was too excited or not.

It was still because the air-conditioning in the car was too big.

In any case, Feng Shengning felt as if her entire body was about to melt