C2796 One to Ten

Lin Xiaoxiao clutched the railing above her head, her face slightly pale. Her lips were pursed tightly, as if she was about to spit something out from her mouth.

Zhan Bingchuan noticed Lin Xiaoxiao's state while he was driving and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

Lin Xiaoxiao shook her head but didn't say anything.

He didn't know if it was his imagination