lt;Mr. Bao, Mrs. Bao

Yan Ji stood by the emergency exit, leaning against the railing and lighting a cigarette for himself. His gaze passed through the dissipating smoke, falling blankly on some emptiness below.,In the cramped, confined carriage, Gu Chenye and she looked at each other. Neither spoke, then after a moment, the man extended his hand towards her...,The topic was probably a little ambiguous, and suddenly there was a subtle tension in the air. Combined with the hazy lighting, it could easily spark some hormonal desires.。