The man called Tan Ge glanced at him, his face impassive. "Yes," he said.,The person behind me slept peacefully, the car lights were dim, but her complexion was as white as jade, with a rosy tinge on her lips, tempting to be captured. The mole beneath her eye, a black teardrop, was irresistible.,"How did I get here" An Tao touched her palms, trying hard to calm herself.。