Yan Wangshu ended the dinner early to pick up Wen Ran, which made Wen Ran feel that tonight was really a good night.

Wen Ran suppressed her excitement and asked, "Where are you?" ”

Yan Wangshu said an address, which was an entrance to the parking lot.

Wen Ran hung up the phone, said goodbye to Aiwei, and then went to find Yan Wangshu.

Wen Ran didn't know how he drove the car into the gymnasium under today's control, but there was no doubt that he could do such a thing.

The dim lighting, the empty parking lot, the chill permeated every inch.

Yan Wangshu waited at the entrance of the parking lot and stood sideways.

He wears a full-shoulder black tweed coat that reaches to the calf and is layered with a black turtleneck......

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