The car drove through the night and drove unhindered on the road in the middle of the night.

The atmosphere in the car was extremely depressing, if it weren't for the warm air in front of him still slowly sending the wind, Su Luobai almost thought that he was sitting in a refrigerator.

She didn't even dare to breathe more, and held her breath the whole time. While looking out the window at the rapidly passing night, I thought back to what had just happened.

He's ...... Jealous?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help coughing lightly, her throat was always itchy, which made people panic.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that the night outside the window is not as boundless as she imagined, but with some psychedelic colors. It's like a ...... on top of your head

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