C657 Thousand-year Ice Filament

It was already noon when the few of them were having fun. Although everyone was feeling extremely uncomfortable, they were comforting each other.

Lin Jie looked at Meng Ying.

"What are your plans?" Lin Jie asked.

Meng Ying muttered to herself for a while.

"I don't know. The current me is definitely unable to show my face, so …" Meng Ying's expression was rather gloomy.

Lin Jie smiled faintly