The wind on the bridge was indeed very strong, and seeing Lin Ziran shivering with continuous sneezing, Qin Qingnan ran to the trunk again to find a scarf to wrap around her.
Lin Ziran found this pervert increasingly incomprehensible.
He refused to show his true face, wearing a large mask that covered his features completely as if he were someone not to be seen.
He even had that bizarre Fortune-bringing Boy haircut.
In broad daylight, the son of a gun brazenly abducted a decent girl right in the park.
She had imagined all sorts of perverse scenarios on the way over, thinking he might rape her first then kill her, dry her down to make into a specimen, keep her as a sex slave, or even dismember her to make a horror video...
But she certainly didn't expect that he'd drag her onto the bridge to admire the view. And fine, let it be, but he was also looking at her so tenderly and affectionately.
"Damn!" Lin Ziran grew frustrated, "Freak brother, what the hell do you want?"
