C238 Conflicts Bring Disaster

The gentle night wind is cool.

The opened window caressed Lee Beizhi's face.

It made his heart race.

He secretly looked at Hsiao Qiaoqiao, who was smiling sweetly.

Only then did he realize that what was stirring his heartstrings was not wind.

Instead, it was the faint fragrance of the car, as well as his heart involuntarily palpitating.

Perhaps it was because this was just nice and charming