C812 The past Reappeared

As they reached the front door, Yih Qianbo finally agreed to let her down for a moment. Standing firmly on the ground again, Wen Mian thought to herself that nothing beats the feeling of solid ground beneath her feet.

Suddenly, she felt a warm weight on her shoulder. Turning her head, she saw it was the jacket she had left in the booth earlier. But before she could react