C47 Men Are All Cheap Bones

"You can drive."

After Lee Nanfang lightly steered the car past a large cargo, Yue Zitong spoke up.

"Yeah, I just don't have a driver's license."

Lee Nanfang looked at Director Yue from the corner of his eyes and said proudly, "It's just a broken car. It's no big deal."

When he was talking, he was prepared to warn her harshly that if he still wanted to see the sun tomorrow