Yu Sheng's face instantly turned red to the root of his ears.

"What are you talking about!"

"Nothing much. I'm driving. Don't you want to die if you talk to the driver while driving!"

Fresh hawthorn wrapped in frost has a very nice name called sugar snowball.

The boss gave them two signatures. The northern part of March was just when the ice had melted, and they still had to wear thick velvet jackets outside.

He poked one ...