C471 It's All a Routine

Two cars were parked in front of a restaurant. The doors opened and a man and a woman came out. A breeze blew and blew the hair on Liu Qian's forehead. Liu Qian casually lifted her hair to prevent the fine hair from blocking her view.

Lin Musheng looked at Liu Qian appreciatively. Some people were as beautiful as a painting. Liu Qian's every move had its own charm