C82 She's Probably Kind of in Love with Him

The endless white snowflakes covered the City T in a layer of white.

There were very few cars on the street. Ji Jing'an drove the black Maybach and stepped on the accelerator to the end, crazily flying on the empty street.

His facial features were engraved with a bone-piercing coldness, but his dark eyes were as calm as waves. His entire body was covered with a layer of dark and oppressive aura