C104 Since I've Vomited I Might as Well Eat More

There was a low pressure inside the car, and the cold air was spreading.

Soong Qingxiao turned on the throttle, held onto the steering wheel and turned it little by little in one go.

There was no cold air in the car, but Lin Mobai felt goosebumps rise all over her skin.

She tilted her head slightly to look at the man driving, the hard line, the sharp ridge of her eyebrows