Uncle 279 is super warm_1

"All right," An Ning said, dodgingly hanging up the phone.

Then she quickly removed her makeup, changed her clothes, and walked out of the set.

Indeed, a white Cayenne was parked not far away, and An Ning jogged over, ready to pull open the rear door.

Yu Jingchen rolled down the window and called out to her, "Sit in the passenger seat."

An Ning hurriedly got into the car. "I thought you hadn't driven here yourself."

Yu Jingchen stretched his arm around her waist, and the scent of tobacco mixed with the aroma of fruitwood instantly invaded her nostrils.

The overpowering masculine presence made An Ning feel breathless, her cheeks flushing red.

She instinctively dodged, pushing against his chest. "Uncle, this is the car, you can't."

Yu Jingchen's eyes, originally as calm and deep as a pool, suddenly rippled with pleasure.

With a 'click,' he fastened her seatbelt. "I'm just helping you with your seatbelt, what are you thinking?"