C141 Xiao Jing-qiu

In the room, Leng Yuhan turned around and looked outside the window. He lit a cigarette impatiently. Knock knock knock. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Before he could respond, Bai Ruoyun had already come in.

"Han, this is the coffee I made for you just now. It's your favorite latte." She did not see Leng Yuhan look back at her. Her eyes dimmed