C94 Assassin

"Ye Fan, you..."

Before Su Yurou could finish her sentence, Ye Fan gently placed his hand over her lips and whispered, "Shh, Yurou, no need to speak. Move to the passenger seat."

While speaking, Ye Fan slid his hands under Su Yurou's arms to take hold of the steering wheel, inadvertently brushing against something soft in the process.

Blushing