C185 Sneaking Around to Loosen up the Appetite of a Prodigal Girl

Under the dim yellow light of the street lamps, there were cars shuttling back and forth from time to time.

The driver in the night was yawning and his attention was focused on the middle of the road. Occasionally, when a taxi or two were still running through the woods beside the road, he would notice the tree tops shaking and the faint sound of a woman's voice.

However