n Zhigang's face flashed with a strange expression. 。She pretended not to see him, lowering her head and quietly fiddling with the towel draped over her legs, as if she didn't want to continue talking...Raise the bedding, Lin Jin dyed once again lay down, back against the door, the quilt covered to the nose, the whole person shrank in the quilt, tightly closed his eyes. 。

It's not a big deal, just sleep it off. 。Alas, she just couldn't fall asleep. Lying in bed, she became increasingly uncomfortable. 。unbearably wanting to cry 。

"Click!" 。A crisp sound of a door openingemed to have sensed something, his long eyelashes trembling. 。The next second, the driver felt a chill creep up his neck. He instinctively pulled his neck back. Had he done something wrongLin Jinran...