C171 Mu Yanchen You Bastard

As the car came to a halt, Lan Xi's drifting thoughts were also forced back.

It was pitch black outside the window, and there was a moist mist in his eyes. He saw his own face reflected in the window, and his expression was complicated. His hands gently rubbed his hair, hugging him to make him sleep more comfortably.

He suddenly turned his head! Lan Xi tightly bit her lips