Strong Pleasure and Domineering Love

Walking out of the airport, a feeling of a world away suddenly came to Ye Zhen's heart. The autumn in this city was as cold and desolate as in her memory. The sound of the autumn wind blowing through the hardwood trees on the roadside passed through her ears, bringing an almost biting chill. Ye Zhen dragged her luggage and stood by the taxi stop, tightened the collar of her windbreaker, and as soon as she took off her sunglasses, a taxi stopped in front of her. She opened the door and got in, told her address, and began to look out the window in trance. Stopping at the intersection with a red light, the driver in front said: "Is this your first time, miss?" Ye Zhen was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses and realized that the driver was talking to her, slightly...