C99 Do You Cook Often

The door to the café opened, and the thin figure of the pony disappeared from the doorway, as if he had come without a trace, and had gone without a trace.

The songs in the cafe were still singing. First, it was the Italian songs. They were gentle and lingering, but Mu Yanxi felt her entire body was cold. Xiao Ma's words were still lingering in Mu Yanxi's ears