Cold-hearted Inkapos

Ruan Mo looked out the car window at the heavy rain, her head leaning against it. “Mo Zan, I miss you.”,"A-zhan, my dear A-jian, you help me," Unknown if Guan Yang did it on purpose, a weak voice came from the phone that had never been hung up.,Ruan Mo opened the car window, and rain drifted in, landing on her face, refreshingly cool. She suddenly smiled, "I just did a styling match with Guan Yang..."。