C359 War Prince's Childish Forced Marriage
After the car made a circle, Zhan Sijue finally parked it at the bottom floor of Chenghai Lanting.
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