C22 The Real of Husband and Wife

A cold wind blew through the gap in the window. She raised her hand and raised the window.

If Mu Nanyan didn't mention it, she would wait until he was willing to tell her the whole story. Besides, this was not a good time to listen to stories.

"It's still early. Do you want us to watch a movie before we go back?" Qiao Qianchu asked casually