Shen Jing threw it comfortably. Later, she could not wash it off because of the wood smell on his suit. "Xihewan, please be a driver again."
He didn't answer her half a word.
Along the way, Zhou Lvshen concentrated on driving, and occasionally stepped on the accelerator to overtake.
Even though her driving skills were tricky, Shen Jing didn't panic at all. She probably didn't throw a glass of water.
It was found that Zhou Lv was talking to her, and the atmosphere of the carriage was very quiet.
Yes, your son's bad smell is normal.
I don't know why he didn't say anything. Shen Jing's eyelids grew heavier and she curled up and collapsed into the armchair