Burning Love: The Em

After exiting the narrow alley, I bought a cup of orchid congee at the corner and sipped it as I walked to the bus stop.,The car window was lowered halfway, revealing a cold and sharp face from the back seat, with sinister black eyes that stared coldly at the public platform. Above it was a slender frame...,Knowing the bus was leaving, he lightly lifted his luggage and instructed the driver: "Drive."。