C331 He Was Touched

The car drove off in the direction of the party, and the evening wind outside the window rustled the parapets of France on the sidewalk, and the leaves fluttered in the gentle, warm wind.

Qu Yingxia leaned her head against the window of the black Bugatti Veyron. Her pair of bright brown eyes, which could speak, looked even brighter and more charming under the reflection of the bright moonlight