C606 Experience of Chapter 605

I remember that when we were drinking together, my friends also said she was beautiful and that I was a scoundrel. I just raised my glass and smiled, looking through it, and they all bared their fangs and brandished their claws, as if trying to hook my soul.

"Why did it stop?" she asked.

"The car is broken."

I hit the steering wheel, opened the door, and shivered as the cold air poured in