But the road was still long, and another song started playing in the car.
The song was just as suggestive as the previous one:
"I've noticed a change in humidity, each drop of sweat a special signal, I try to step back with both feet, but I fail to do so... A slight increase in humidity... I seem to hear and see a tsunami, no need for three seconds, it turns dry land into a waterfall..."
Wen Jiaren's face grew hotter and hotter, what kind of songs were these?!!
She reached out to press the next song, but at that moment her pale wrist was grasped by a man.
Mu Qian looked at her with a half-smile, "So, Lady Wen likes this kind of song."
