C265 Hatred from That Year

Her despairing mutterings were reflected in Chu Junlin's ears, and it still hurt his nerves.

He didn't reply, just tightened his grip on the steering wheel and accelerated the car again.

Warm Zhao …

This time, he definitely wouldn't let her go …

Warmth had not expected him to bring her here.

At night, when the night wind was blowing gently, this place felt an indescribable sense of sadness