C29 Swimming

Shen Zonghao smiled contemptuously, and stepped on the gas pedal to the end. He did not look at her, but his voice contained a haughtiness compatible with his identity: "I don't care who that man was just now. In short, in these six months, do not let me see you touching other people's limbs."

The window was not closed as a strong wind blew her messy hair up