"I understand, come with me." Bian Xu held her hand and pulled her out.

From the northern suburbs to the southern suburbs, it almost spans the entire city. Even if there are not many cars on the road in the middle of the night, Bianxue has reached the maximum speed, which still takes a lot of time.

Liang Yixuan was anxious and powerless, and sat in the passenger seat without saying a word, clenching her hands tightly, and her teeth trembled.

While Xu raised the temperature of the air conditioner, he reached a traffic light intersection, reached out and spread her five fingers that had been clenched together, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with pinching your hands?"

Liang Yixuan let go of her hand and lowered her eyes and looked at the crescent moon mark on the edge of her palm in a daze.

The old man fell and fainted. He had heard too many bad precedents before, and Liang Yixuan couldn't help but think about the bad things.

I also thought that because I didn’t want my grandmother to worry about her Achilles tendonitis, I went to the southern suburbs much less in the past two months after returning from a European tour.

Recently, I was unable to accompany my grandmother on weekends because of recording variety shows.

Liang Yixuan's eyes soon felt a sense of enthusiasm.

It looks like I was almost crying after being scolded by a word on the side.

Bian Xu choked and gently stroked her eyes with her thumb and fingers: "Okay, I won't speak anymore."
Chapter completed!