"Get up, or you'll be late later."

Ye Nianmo sells his books and refuses to tell Ding Yiyi what to do until he has a good breakfast and goes out.

The driver is waiting at the door.'Do you need me to drive?'

"No, I'll do it myself." Ye Nianmo took the car key.

Ding Yiyi recognized that it was an open-top overrun that Haizhuo chose to enjoy very much in the garage yesterday.

Getting into the car, she was just about to pull over her seat belt when her hand was caught.

"I'm coming." Ye Nianmo leaned close and helped her pull over her seat belt. She locked it and...