Mrs. Yue trusted Xia Anlan. How could he let her stay in the hands of these people?
We're home, we'll be able to go back soon.
Mrs. Yue looked at the sky outside. The sky seemed to be filled with small snowflakes. She said,""Ah, it's snowing. Maybe I can have a hot pot when I go back. Ah ... It's so cold, and it's perfect for hot pot mutton. Why don't you two come together? you've been on the road the whole day and haven't had a proper meal. If there's anything to say or say, we can talk after eating. "
Mrs. Yue had already thought about how to eat it. The bottom of the pot had to be spicy. It was boring to eat Sanxian hotpot in this weather. Only spicy food could warm her up.
It was a pity that Arthur and mill ignored her.
Mill gripped the steering wheel tightly, and the cars in front and behind them surrounded them tightly.
