C91 Do Not Believe

Qiao Anran got out of the car and walked slowly towards the house. The wind was blowing hard and she tightened her collar, trying hard not to fall down.

Pushing open the door, touching the darkness, he turned on the lights in the hall. The instantaneous bright light made her feel that the room was slightly cold.

Qiao Anran put her bag on the table and lay down heavily on the sofa