C747 Quenching of fire

"It looks like he's not lying to me. "Sigh, it's my fault for thinking too little of the prince."

With one hand tightly holding onto Ma Xiaoling's small hand and the other tightly holding onto the carriage's handle, I shakily said.

Around 10: 15 PM, Zuo Shiliu finally saw the pine forest by the headlights of his car. However, there shouldn't be any hotels in this kind of remote place