The high-speed train slowly entered the station, and the speed started to decrease.
A subtle atmosphere brewed in the narrow space; the girl in his arms gradually calmed down, but her delicate body remained soft, almost collapsing in Zhang Fan's embrace, with an overflowing sense of warmth and softness, and a lingering fragrance.
"Could this be a scam?"
Suddenly, Zhang Fan shivered, whether it was on the high-speed train or the subway, such news was not uncommon, some men were just playing with their phones and got accused of secret filming.
If someone calls for trouble, wouldn't he end up locked up for a decade or so!?
"I... I'm okay now."
At this moment, a soft and tender voice came from his arms, pulling Zhang Fan's thoughts back.
The girl straightened up, combed through her ruffled hair, and her pretty face showed a hint of awkwardness.
"I'm... I'm sorry... I scared you just now..."
"What... What's going on with you?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.
