C350 Sudden Enlightenment

Under Wu Hao's gaze, Yan Meizhu still got on the car. Her hand was in Wu Hao's and she wanted to pull it back a few times but was held tightly by Wu Hao.

"No more than a month's interest in you?" Wu Hao placed Yan Mei's hand in his. His slender finger was like a piece of jade as it traced across the callus on her palm. With a smile on his face, he lowered his head and said gently