C32 Do You Understand

Lu Qianqi sipped a mouthful of coffee and did not reply for a long time. Xie Min was so nervous that she had almost lost her composure. Her nails dug into her palms and clenched into her fists tightly.

His breathing gradually became hurried because he didn't know what Lu Qianqi was busy with. He even reached out for a painting scroll and carefully examined the lid of it.

"Lu …"

"Mmm, I know