C97 The Love That I Stole(part I)

As soon as Zhao Siluo sat inside and closed the door, Shen Shaoye pounced on her like a headless bear. He held her in his arms and leaned his head on her shoulder, smelling the fragrance of her hair.

Zhao Siluo was stunned in the auditorium. She was covered in sweat and felt very sticky and uncomfortable. Although the car had turned on the air conditioner