C124 I Adore Yan Chen

The howling wind blew against the window, bringing with it a trace of a biting cold.

As Nie Mingxuan drove, his eyes swept across the rearview mirror. His gaze was deep as he looked at the soft figure quietly sitting in the front passenger seat, gazing at the scenery. It was unknown what he was thinking about.

He tried his best to retract his gaze, but her soft figure still appeared in his mind