C32 No Matter What?

Mo Zhan's hand stopped. He looked down at the woman in his hand with puzzlement in his eyes.

Ye Zichen looked at her in confusion for a moment, then gently put her in the back seat before sitting down by himself.

As the car started to move, Han Xiaoxiao lay back on the seat and twisted her body, frowning slightly.

She felt empty and discontented without the warmth