"No." Mu Zhiyan sinister face revealed a sinister sneer," I just went to see my ex-girlfriend you mentioned."
"Then let me off now. I'm afraid your ex-girlfriend will want to strangle me when she sees me with you." As he spoke, Qiao Anran began to tidy up his clothes as if he was ready to get out of the car.
Mu Zhiyan stared at her nearly perfect side face and the smile on the corner of her mouth became even more intense. Suddenly, that pair of slender right hands grabbed Qiao Anran hand and looked calmly ahead.
Qiao Anran was stunned at first. He nervously swallowed his saliva and looked at the back of his hand.
F*ck, did Mu Zhiyan hold my hand?
Qiao Anran lowered his eyes, his little face flushed red. Although he wanted to reject her, his hands were honest enough to allow Mu Zhiyan
