Shu Yan: Preference

"Okay, okay, I believe you. The driver's seat is yours today." She sat in the passenger seat.

As soon as she sat down, she felt something warm touching her hand.

She looked sideways and saw a cup of hot milk tea with a Chinese logo on it.

"Try it. It's a popular milk tea shop at the south gate of our school. It's our domestic brand. The boss is from Sichuan City and is very talkative." Qi Yan said as he zipped up his backpack.