He Huan really didn't dare to move. Then, she felt a feeling that she shouldn't have.
She didn't dare to move, afraid that he would do something bad. Qin mo was a bad person to begin with.
qin mo, on the other hand, laughed. he took his coat and wrapped her up, gently hugging her.
In fact, the driver, old Zhao, was a little worried. After all, young master Qin was young and hot-blooded. He might do something out of line if he wasn't careful. What's more, it was in his car. How could he explain it?
however, if something really happened, he still had to say it. qin mo had to take responsibility, even though he huan was a little young.
Fortunately, Qin mo held back. Old Zhao drove while secretly listening to the whispers behind.
Qin mo lowered his head and looked at he Huan. He said calmly, " "come to my house tonight."
"why?" he huan glared at him.
