"Qin Song, do you want to go to the back seat and change out of your wet clothes, otherwise you'll catch a cold?"
"Qin Song? Qin Song?"
Gu Xiran looked at Qin Song, who kept staring into the distance. The rain outside was pouring down, with such low visibility. This was the outskirts, it was pitch dark outside, and nothing could be seen at all.
"Qin Song, what are you looking at?"
It wasn't until Gu Xiran raised her hand and gave Qin Song's shoulder a firm pat that he snapped back to reality, his expression slightly changing.
"Nothing... just not looking at anything..."
Qin Song spoke blandly, then subtly blocked Gu Xiran's view.
"What did you just say?"
"I said your clothes are wet. Do you want to change them?"
"No need, let's head back directly."
"But you'll catch a cold."
"It's fine, as long as you're okay."
After saying that, Qin Song swiftly drove toward the city direction. Gu Xiran clearly noticed the man accelerating, her clear eyes widened in surprise.
