The car sped by on the highway, and Qiushuilian didn't say a word from the driver's seat.

Tanya looked at Qin Yu fixedly, rather reluctant inside.

He was like a gust of wind, coming and going, but the comfortable feeling he left behind remained.

She couldn't help but recall the image of her first meeting with Qin Yu, a handsome man like a green pine, his waist straight and his gaze like a pool of autumn water.

At this ...