C352 Zhan Hanjue's Childish Forced Marriage

After the car made a circle, Zhan Hanjue finally parked it at the bottom floor of Orange Ocean Billows Court.

At this moment, the clock in the car reminded him that it was 3: 30 in the morning.

He lowered the window, and the cold wind drilled into the car through the window. It was a bit bone-piercing, but he didn't feel cold at all, because his heart was hot