C412 Doubt

At night, the stars shone brightly and the moon shone brightly.

"What is it?"

Lying on the Flying Car's back seat, Zhang Yang blew out smoke rings with a cigarette in his mouth and glanced at Su Ling in front of him lazily.

"Actually... It's nothing, "said Su Ling, who was driving the Flying Car with all her concentration. Her expression was serious, and her tone was meticulous