C179 Little an Was Fine

Wu Yang was muddle-headed all the way, driving on the bumpy gravel road in the suburbs. It was as if she was the pebble on the ground, being repeatedly crushed by the car.

Her body was hot and her entire body was soaked in sweat. She was wrapped in a thick coat, making her feel very uncomfortable. In a trance, the window was slightly opened. Someone gently caressed her forehead with his hand