C575 God-forming

God?

As they sat in the car, Song Lingxi's cheeks were still red.

"What are you thinking about?"

Rosen turned to look at her. She was leaning against the window, and the scenery outside was receding. It was rare for that girl, Song Lingxi, to be so honest and not say a word.

"Humph!"

Song Lingxi turned her face against the glass and looked out the window.

"Aiyo