"Situ Hao, you're nothing but a devil, why doesn't heaven take you away?"
Luo Qianxun was fuming with anger. Why are calamities always enduring?
"Qianxun, I'll be very heartbroken if you say that."
While driving, Situ Hao lifted his hand and placed it on Luo Qianxun's shoulder, lightly squeezing.
"Get lost."
Luo Qianxun, feeling humiliated, fiercely brushed away Situ Hao's hand, "Show some respect, or you can stop the car and let me out right now."
"Hehe...."
Situ Hao laughed and let go of his hand, "Don't be angry, I'll listen to you."
Luo Qianxun, fuming with rage, clenched her teeth and looked out the car window, ignoring him.
How could she, a woman, fight against a villain like Situ Hao?
Whenever she thinks about what had happened before, she feels her entire body go cold, so she brushed her arm with her hand.
"What? Are you cold?"
Situ Hao glanced at Luo Qianxun and turned up the car's heater.
"As long as you stay far from me, I won't be cold."