C173 There Is Always a Road in front of a Car

Ann Ran tightened her grip. She wanted to put her hand on Jiang Cheng'an's back, but she felt a bit reluctant. She could only lower her hands like the ears of the two dying rabbits hanging on a girl's bag.

Biting her lips and feeling the warmth coming from Jiang Cheng'an's chest, Ann Ran kept asking herself if she could trust Jiang Cheng'an