C752 An Ending

Maybe it's because it's been too long, the coffee's getting cold, and the cake's got a little bit of melting mark on it.

"Little girl, what are you thinking about?"

Just as she was thinking, a shadow covered her head. Gu Xiaorong looked up and saw a middle-aged man about 40 years old staring at her curiously.

Anyway, boredom was boredom. Since there was someone chatting with her