C274 Crooked Thoughts

The traffic was stuck at the fourth ring like toothpaste, lunch rush hour, and they picked an awkward, crowded time to get on the road.

Zhao Qiling was sweating from the heat. She rested her cheek on her soft hand and said, "If I had known earlier, I would have taken a detour. How long will the traffic last?"

"At least half an hour."

Zhao Qiling turned her head in surprise and asked