C646 Snow Wind Night(1)

Zhao Shensan concentrated on driving the car, but he freed another hand to cover the little hand the woman had placed in the middle. He helped warm her up. There was soft music in the car. It was the woman called Salaman who sang Scarpo Market. Her ethereal and sweet voice made both of their hearts sing even more softly.

Suddenly, Zhao Shensan's phone rang