C482 In Terms of

The evening wind is intoxicating.

Ji Xuanhua watched as the girl that he had been thinking about day and night slowly left. The corners of his mouth curled into a beautiful smile.

Black Chess?

Alright, I'll remember it.

Su Xiaoxiao hadn't gone far when she stood there and took out her phone. She dialed the number that was in her phone just now.

"Ding - Ding - Ding!"

"Ring, ring