Nanzhi lifted her line of vision to the sky.
Her eyes congealed with puzzlement when she noticed that the once clear sky was now covered with densely packed white clouds.
There was still more than half an hour for the sun to set.
She swore that she could still see the sun ten minutes ago.
"Why did it suddenly became cold?" Yu Baoyin rubbed her arms and pressed herself to the Feng Ran's back trying to rub and absorb some warmth.
Feng Ran felt something soft and his face tinted with red shade. He got distracted.
The motorcycle's tires burst after getting punctured by large nails.
It swerved uncontrollably, almost hitting Lin Weihao's motorcycle in front.
Lin Weihao drove to the side, to avoid the collision and so as BingWen.
"Damn it!" Feng Ran scolded himself.
"Hey! Hey! Stop! Stop!" Yu Baoyin was shocked and quickly yelled in Feng Ran's ears like a siren.
