One day, I drove only 300 kilometers, and my stomach began to vomit.
It was getting dark.
Exploring the way through the titmouse, I saw several fields ahead, and a total of hundreds of black skin farmers were picking up farm tools in the fields on both sides of the road and planning to go back.
Chu thought about it and stopped by the woods beside the river.
I plan to take a rest for a while, wait until the night is deeper, and then ride the remaining 100 kilometers.
It's just something that Chu Qianjin didn't think of. Since he parked his car beside a river, he has been noticed