C41 I Prefer Something More Practical
Just as the seat belt was fastened, another person sat in the backseat. He glanced at Nanny Lee, stepped on the accelerator, and left the right and wrong place.
Tang Yusheng's hand that opened the car door stiffened. It was as if there was a ball of cotton stuck in his chest. It would not work even if he did not vent his anger.
The backseat door was opened