No, no, how could she have this idea, shake her head and try to sober herself up?

Ouyang Feng parked his car beside the overpass, rolled down the window on one side, let the cold wind blow into the car, and dispersed the oppressive atmosphere in the car. He saw that Yin Mo was quiet, and did not insist on getting out of the car. He had a little evil idea in mind.

If I kiss her at this time, I don't know if she will be angry...

Cough, he cleared his throat, moved his body a little to the right, Yin Mo felt his movement, the original hard-won calm...