C1487 Aftertaste

The side of the woman's face could be seen.

It was clear and thin.

It was as delicate as the memory.

Because she grinds the coffee in exactly the same way.

Thus, Mu Qingrou grinded the coffee, Li Lingye watched her grind the coffee.

For a moment, no one broke the silence in the office.

There was only the sound of grinding coffee and the faint breathing of two people.

Yes