Feeling Zhou Lian's sudden approach, Song Ci's lips were inevitably a little dry.

She licked her lips, raised her hand to push away Zhou Lian's slowly leaving shoulder, and opened and closed her lips, "I originally wanted to tie it, but you came over too fast, don't blame me."

Song Ci argued, but his eyes kept staring at the carpet under his feet.

When did he have carpets like this installed on his car?

Seeing that Song Ci refused to raise his head, Zhou Lian ...