Burning Love: The Em

The time on the bedside clock was reminding me that I couldn't dawdle any longer, or else I would be late for work.,The car window was lowered halfway, revealing a cold and sharp face from the back seat, with sinister black eyes that stared coldly at the public platform. Above it was a slender frame...,Knowing the bus was leaving, he lightly lifted his luggage and instructed the driver: "Drive."。