C1463 Third Generation 87

The night was dim. Shen Yi Cheng called a taxi and hurried back. He lowered his window a little and looked out at the bright lights and the reunited figures outside. He felt that the driving speed was a little too slow.

Faster, faster.

Shen Yi Cheng returned home, stepped into the elevator, and practically jogged along the corridor.

He didn't know why, but he missed Ji Rao a lot