C461 Chapter 461

Just as I was confused and in a dilemma, someone patted me on the back.

"Xiang'er?"

I turned around and saw something. A man who dressed more casually than I did.

The person who called for me was Yan Cong. He wore a black shirt with a few buttons on the top of the shirt open casually, revealing his collarbone. He looked a little slovenly. I sized him up from top to bottom