Qi Ye was silent.

The dim light was printed on Qiye's side face.

Focused on the back of the running away, Qi Ye calmly asked, "Are you sure I'm driving?"

"No, I'll call Qi Yang to answer it." Aware that Qi Ye was shifting the topic, Qiu Shanni turned around uninterestedly, leaned on the car, took out her cell phone and pressed a series of numbers.

Colorful neon lights render the night scenery unreal.

"7:48, 49! Mom, who will save me, save me! "

Can't stop the car, Gu Qianmeng's whole person explodes hair, raises his watch with trembling fingers, twists long hair tangled, a heart has been stuck in...