C39 Thump

The sun slowly set, and the sky was colored like maple leaves.

In the high-class coffee shop, there was a melodious music playing. Compared to the hot temperature outside the hall, it made one's heart relax.

Xia Mo rested her chin on her hand and looked at Ning Hao, who was facing the table, with curved eyes, "Little Ning, how old are you this year?"

Cold air rushed up his back