C50 Good Luck

Ann Ran woke up in the morning and stopped complaining about Jiang Cheng'an's absence. Instead, she showed a little worry that she hadn't had before. She touched the pillow with her fingertips, trying to infect Jiang Cheng'an's scent. Of course, you're referring to Jiang Cheng'an from his tone.

Ann Ran went out with half a piece of bread in her mouth, humming a light song