C3 What the Hell Small

When they were on their way back, the sky was a little brighter, and the rain stopped.

Liang Zhanting took out a clean blanket from the car's secret compartment and wrapped it around Qiao Leilei.

"Thank you." Qiao Leilei said in a soft voice.

"How is it? Do you feel your life is fragile after seeing someone else's funeral?" Liang Zhanting put on his seatbelt and said in an indifferent tone