C22 Sweet Cohabitation

Su Wanqing blushed, but secretly she liked it.

It looked like there were seventy percent new cars in the car, so driving them out was not a bit shameful. She felt much more at ease in this car than in the BMW.

No matter how good a BMW was, it was strange to them. And this car, she thought, was very kind.

Chen Qingyang jubilantly opened the door for Su Wanqing