The night slowly deepened.
Other than some romantic couples who had rented tents to camp in the villa, there were no more guests in Qinglin Villa.
Qin Lin also rode a small electric scooter and brought Zhao Moqing out of the villa.
Slowly, it was mid-October. It was already a little cold riding an electric scooter at night. Zhao Moqing felt the cold and hugged Qin Lin tightly, leaning against his back.
"Moqing, let's buy a car first. What brand do you like?" Qin Lin also felt a little cold.
After a while, it would really be a little cold. It would be torture to ride a small electric car out.
In the past, there were no conditions. Now that there were, he could not let Zhao Moqing suffer again.