C527 An Indescribable Sense of Loss

The man in the car seemed to have heard her voice and sat up. His fingers habitually pushed the super ink on his nose bridge. Then he looked at her outside the window with sleepy eyes. "Xiaoxiao..." He had already woken up. As he called her name, he rolled down the window. "You called me?"

"Who told you to park your car here every day?" She asked in a deep voice, her tone somewhat displeased