C776 Additional Conditions

The tea smells like ink, the threads of love.

The moment Mingxi followed Yekang in, a bright and beautiful face was reflected in Mingxi's eyes, which looked like a spring under the moon.

His longing was too long. No matter how hard he tried to suppress it, he ate, slept, worked and drove. His mind was filled with her. In the past, he had never confessed his feelings to her