The edges of her clothing were soaked, damp against her skin, making the woman furrow her brows in discomfort.
Gu Danyu leaned softly against the back of the chair, pursed her lips and murmured, "Uncomfortable."
Hearing the noise, Lu Yancheng quickly turned to her, "What's wrong, where does it hurt?"
The next second.
He saw the woman fiercely pull down the collar of her dress, revealing a delicately exquisite collarbone as white as jade.
Lu Yancheng's eyes darkened, and he hastily caught her still pulling hand, cooing gently, "We'll change it as soon as we arrive."
At that moment, the obedient Gu Danyu suddenly became assertive, muttering, "No, it's uncomfortable."
Struggling, she accidentally knocked off her hat, and her ink-colored hair cascaded down to her waist.
The bright moonlight spilled onto the woman's charming profile, her skin as white as snow, her eyes shimmering, stunningly beautiful.
Driver Li at the front, hearing the commotion, glanced at the rearview mirror.
