C31 Yue Chiying

Late at night in Ying City, on a road to the center of the city, the street lamps on both sides were good, bad, and some of the roads were dark.

A Mercedes-Benz drove past with a white light.

"Hmph, hmph..." Xiao Yang was humming randomly in the car with a satisfied expression on his face. The window rolled down and the cold evening wind blew in from outside, making his mood even cooler